Ryan was having some trouble.
Riding the motorcycle helped; all of the wind that rushed past his face took with it any chance that the air would reci..
Ryan ran his fingers through his hair for the fifth time that morning. Across the apartment his sister giggled. He shot her a look and went back to hi..
Aleda was silent the entire way into Philadelphia. Even when they stopped at traffic lights and drove slowly down side streets her mouth stayed shut. ..