Before We Were US
Irena Danethe vacancy that sat in my hearton the sidewalk bleeding short storysearching for my fatheryou knew what i was when you picked me up
"She might not be in the house, Noah. She took a cab, but I am not sure where she went."
"Where do you think she went?" Shane asked, I didn't hesitate. The answer was in my head "Sunset Bay."
Dani frowned, "The beach? Why would she go to the beach in a dress at midnight?"
"It’s a long story," I said, my voice dropping into a desperate plea.
Shane looked at my face, then at Dani, and a smirk appeared on his lips. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his car keys, the metal jingling loudly between us.