**CHERYL**

What the hell am I doing? I thought as I stared out the window, the car speeding past the houses I have now grown familiar with.

“You are going to see him and hear him out,” Gwen said and I looked down at my phone. Ever since we began this face timing of a thing, it kinda grew on us and hardly a day goes by without us face timing up to 5 times.

Sighing, I lowered my head. “How did you know that was what I was thinking?”

She shrugged and took a bite of the huge hamburger in her hand. “It was clearly written on your face,”...