Chapter 8

“We went less than an hour ago, over where I’m moving. The best part about my new apartment…there are a couple dozen acres of hiking trails right across the street—campgrounds and untouched land—where we can walk or just veg out. Ginger loves it there. I’ll show you after dinner.” Major grabbed his tablet and shoved me back toward the recliner. “For now, let’s keep looking for your drive-by boyfriend. We can start by going online.”

“You’re that interested in my love life?”

Major shrugged. “Sure. You were such a cheerleader for Abby and me, I…I owe you.”

“You owe me? Look how that all turned out.”

Major was typing away. “It ended up okay, actually. I adore Abby, and always will. We talk all the time.”

“You do?”

He looked up. “You don’t?”

Guilt poked at my gut. “I mean…some. I went to her dad’s picnic thing last year, and ran into her at Walmart one time not too long ago. She made fun of my hair for being so long.”