Collision Course

Vance

The drive home feels like an eternity, each passing minute melting into the next. I can’t stop thinking about how I left Stella’s house, with nothing but a stiff hug and a half-smile.

Stella’s words, or rather, her lack of words, continue to echo in my mind as I drive. I thought she might react differently, maybe with jealousy or a desire to win me back. And in a sick sort of way, I think I