arms. Bad sign. That’s when she decided to go from crying to righteous.
“You were leaving anyway,” she said. “You were going to waste all that money on some fantasy move.”
I actually blinked.
“Excuse me?”
“Canada, Jenna. Come on. You don’t know anybody there. You have some job lead and a lease and what, a coffee-shop vision board? We have a real family.continue reading …
