“Eric said as he slid into the passenger seat. He must’ve been watching for me from a window. He’d opened the front door and trotted down the steps before I even had a chance to put my car in park. I realized this was the first time I’d seen him dressed in normal clothes. At the country club he always had to wear a polo with their logo on it. The same could be said for the landscaping company’s tee shirt. Today he was dressed in baseball shorts, and a tee shirt with the logo of what I though...t was maybe a baseball team. His hair was hidden under a baseball cap. “No problem,” I said. “The Zierdens have said I can take the truck whenever I want to. I just don’t feel real comfortable driving someone else’s vehicle. I mean, I hardly know them. It’s weird.” “I always feel a little uncomfortable when I’m driving Phillip’s vehicle,” I admitted. “Did you decide what you want to do?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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