It would be just beyond five in the morning as the car slipped from the driveway and back into the direction of Pennsylvania with both Natalie and Kenton within the front seats, that they would be on the return home. But as she waved farewell to her mother and stepfather on the steps of her childhood home, those upon the porch were none the wiser of the linked fingers hidden out of sight. It was a connection that Kenton would fight to break as he feared if he were to then it would mean she would keep from him indefinitely.
“What happens now?” Natalie questioned as they both ignored the lyrical timbre playing in a mix of bass and guitar upon the radio and focused on this conversation.
“Whatever we want...However, I fully intend to make every day better than the one before…” She smiled a
