Making a Difference

Shane

Once we made it down to the parking lot, Samuel pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contact list until he landed on Rune’s information I presumed.

Part of me was jealous when she picked up the phone right away for Sam when she’d been outright ignoring me since I’d dropped her off last week, but I shoved down my insecurities as he got off the phone a minute later.

I wasn’t even surprised at this point when Samuel ended up having a spare key to the older vehicle that belonged to Rune, and within five minutes I was following behind him in her car as he led the way to the community center.

My head was all over the place during the short drive, the cramped space barely registering in my haze, but the rough state of Rune’s vehicle left me more bothered than anything else.

It was pretty clear at this point that she didn’t want anyone going to her house, but, hell, I was thrilled to just be seeing her once more. I couldn’t truly blame her, and I respected her all the more kn