Chapter 51: Carter

##Chapter 51: Carter

I sit on the grassy bank, staring across the lake. There's not much of a breeze tonight, so the water is calm and serene, which is a direct contrast to everything that riots inside me. It's been more than an hour since I hauled ass from that party and still panic crashes through my veins making it difficult to breathe. I toss the mangled blade of grass I've been twisting in my fingers.

If I'd thought a little time and distance would make me feel better about what happened-what almost happened-it doesn't. The pit that has taken up residence in the bottom of my gut continues to churn.

I snap off another blade of grass as the situation plays in my head on a constant loop. I'm furious with myself for allowing this to happen. The knowledge that I almost hit someone is enough to knock the breath from my lungs. I was moments away from plowing my fist into that asshole's face. If Daisy hadn't caught my attention, I would have done it without thinking twice.

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