Damon
I gripped the steering wheel as the sun started to descend. The warm, golden glow reflected onto the road and the sign up ahead announced its welcome to Crestwood Park. I couldn’t believe I had let Molly talk me into doing this, but here I was. On my way to surprise not only Vanessa but her parents as well. I noticed that the sign was elegant, and the polished brass glinted in the disappearing sunlight. The drive itself had taken me longer than I had expected, but that was probably because I had spent a good amount of time second-guessing myself when I had stopped for lunch. The soft music played in the background, and I reached out to lower the volume as I took in my surroundings. It was definitely different from Cidwood and even more different than Chasea. The look and feel of Cre
