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“Yes, but this is the most beautiful place I’ve found yet.”
“You’re trespassing again,” I grumbled, annoyed by her need to break the rules. Secretly kind of relieved to see her. Truthfully I didn’t know what I was feeling. After the crappy visit with my father, my emotions were twisted upside down.
“I think we both are going to have to come to grips with the fact that I’m the girl who trespasses.”
I grimaced and raked my hand through my hair. How had I wanted her here and wanted her gone all at the same time?
She scooted over on the bench and patted the spot beside her. “You can join me.”
“I don’t want to talk,” I snapped.
“Of course. You’ve never been much for talking.”
“I don’t want you to talk, either,” I urged.
She frowned. “Well, we both know I have a way of being chatty, but I can be quiet tonight.”
I should’ve told her to leave, and walked into my home for the night. I should’ve told her to not come back. I should’ve told her I never wanted to see her again, because my life was fine without her.
Instead, I sat, because even misery needed company sometimes.
We stayed quiet for a long time. Kennedy kept scribbling away in her notebook, and every now and again, I’d sneak peeks at what she was writing. It was a to do list. Things to see and do in Havenbarrow.
Meet Marshmallow the cat.
Black and white movie nights.
Hidden library.
Connect with an old friend.
Tell Jax that it’s okay that he’s reading my list.
Ask Jax if he’s okay.
Tell Jax to stop flaring his nostrils because he’s realizing I’m writing messages to him.
I groaned, taking my eyes from her notebook. “You’re weird.”
“I think that was one of your favorite qualities about me.”
I stayed quiet.
She kept pushing. “Are you okay?” she asked.
“What happened to no talking?”
“You know I struggle with that.”
I shook my head. “I don’t know much about you anymore. We were kids back then. A lot has changed.”
“Like what?” she questioned.
I looked into her honey-colored eyes and for a moment I didn’t want to turn away. I wanted to hug her, too. I wanted to tell her everything that unfolded over the years. I wanted to let her in on the heaviness of my heartaches. I wanted a friend.
I needed a friend, but I didn’t deserve one.
“It doesn’t matter what’s changed,” I said. “All that matters is that change has happened.”
