“At this point, the best thing my dad can do for Noah and me is stay gone. It’s not like he ever took care of us anyway.”
Although only the river separated us, it was a ten-minute, winding drive back to my house because there’s only one bridge in my neighborhood.
We were quiet except for my occasional directions. When we at last pulled into my driveway, I asked for his phone and typed my number into it.
Daisy got out without saying good-bye, and I was about to do the same,
but when I gave him his phone back, Davis took my right hand and turned it over, palm up.
“I remember this,” he said, and I followed his eyes down to the Band-Aid covering my fingertip.
I pulled my hand away and closed my fingers into a fist. “Does it hurt?” he asked.
For some reason, I wanted to tell him the truth. “Whether it hurts is kind of irrelevant.”
“That’s a pretty good life motto,” he said. I smiled. “Yeah, I don’t know. Okay, I should go.”
Right before I closed the door, he said, “It’s good to see you, Aza.” “Yeah,” I said. “You too.”
FIVE
AS DAISY AND I DROVE toward her apartment in Harold’s warm embrace, she wouldn’t shut up about the crush she was certain I had.
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