ANDY
By the time I made it back to Tom's Hardware, I'd convinced myself that leaving Rosie's had been the right decision.
Kal had been a part of my childhood, nothing more. Whatever crush I had once carried for him belonged to a girl who had disappeared four years ago. I was not that girl anymore, and I certainly wasn't going to let seeing him across a diner drag me backward.
I came here with a plan, and I would stick with it. I only needed the truth and closure, not an entanglement with a playboy in leather.
I climbed into my Jeep and started the engine before I could change my mind about where I was going.
If I wanted answers about BK, I had to stop avoiding the people who had them.
I drove across town toward Kane's Cycle Works, watching the familiar streets pass through the windsh
