Shayna
We got back to my grandmother's estate and said our goodbyes before Levi loaded us up into his car and started to drive. We were silent for the most part, the only sound was the tires on the road, the bugs in the night, and the occasional hoot from an owl. Miles was looking down at his lap where his hands were clasped together. He was covered in sweat and dirt and, was that a leaf in his hair?
When we pulled into the driveway, neither of us made a move to get out of the car. The silence was awkward. Tense. There were so many variables. So many conversations that needed to be had. Levi and I needed to talk more in depth about what happened and what it all meant. Miles needed to explain his actions. We needed to talk about this bond we were all forming together and what it meant. T
