"Today, however can change things for better or worse. The outcome depends on you."
When a marriage fails, the residue trickles down to everyone in the family. Sixteen-year-old Daya Nicole Johnston must fight to understand what is happening in her l...
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I drove out into the forest for the second time that day. "Where does Neo live anyway?"
He smirked, "He has an awesome house. You'll love it. It's a huge house with bricks and black siding. He has his own private lake. You have to see it to believe it."
With awe palpable in my voice I remarked, "It sounds amazing."
"I didn't even tell you all of it. You need a map to get around that place. It's a good spot to throw a party," he nodded in excitement.
I noticed his word choice, "It's just going to be us though, right? I won't walk into a huge, overwhelming party."
"No, it's just the seven of us. I wouldn't ambush you like that when I know about your anxiety. And I talked to Piper, she should be chilled out from your argument with her," he clarified.
I tapped my fingers on the dashboard, "Celia is still coming?"
He nodded, "Yeah, she and Piper made up apparently. She has a forgiving spirit. I mean, she still hangs out with me after what I did to her. She'll forgive you, I'm sure of it."
The loud music was made abundantly clear as we pulled up to the mini-mansion. Banks was right about the house being something to marvel at. It was a stunning contemporary home with floor-to-ceiling windows all around and more balconies than one person could ever need. Every line was clean and straight.
I could hear the music bumping from my place in the car. "Wow," was all I could manage to say.
"Wait until I give you the full tour," he came over and opened the door for me.
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Looking out, I noticed the string of randomly parked cars in the yard that looked like more than just a few people. "This is your idea of a small get-together," I half-joked.
He cursed under his breath, "That dick! I'm sorry he promised me it would be just us."
A few stragglers were outside walking around and through the small slice in the door, I saw an entire sea of people. Immediately, I tensed up and squeezed his arm. "We can always go somewhere else if it's too much."
