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face.
    “No,” she says glancing at her watch. “You’re going to be living with us for awhile and there’s no way I would ever let a family member sleep on the couch.”
    Keeping my head down I nod and continue forcing myself to finish some of the food in front of me, I don’t taste any of it. After several attempts Jenny gives up trying to have a conversation with me. I wish I could feel apologetic about not talking but I don’t have it in me. We sit there in silence letting the other diner customers conversation roll over us. At least we didn’t have to eat in complete silence. Jenny pushes her plate away wiping her mouth and looks at me expectantly.
    “You all done?”
    Nodding I methodically put my plate on top of hers and push my chair up grabbing my crutches.

Chapter Six
     
    After driving for several hours I’m about to ask Jenny for a pit stop. No, beg her I have to get out of this damn car. If I have to watch tree’s fly by one more time I’m going to go crazy. Rubbing my leg and wincing as I move she glances over at me with a sympathetic smile and pats my leg.
    “Oh my gosh how much longer is it going to take?” Wait…did I say that out loud?
    “We’ll be there in a few minutes, sweetie.” Glancing at me she notices I’m going for the pill bottle. I guess I did say that out loud. Oops. “Is your leg hurting?”
    Shrugging, not really I just want to be oblivious right now. I twist open the pill bottle and reach for my water but Jenny’s hand flashes out taking the pill bottle from me.
    “Try and hold off on the pain pills until we get to the house.  Andrew or Avery might not be there to help get you in the house if  you fall asleep.”
    Glaring at the pill bottle in her hands it’s all I can do not to snatch it back from her. Grumbling I turn away towards the window and stare at the lush Texas landscape.  Jenny drops the pill bottle back into my lap and I sprinkle a couple onto my palm, contemplating taking them.
    “Who’s Avery?”
    Putting the pills back into the bottle, I snap the cap back on. Holding it in my hands I shake it letting those pills slide back and forth, enjoying the sound of them hitting the bottle. I await Jenny’s answer as I continue to stare out of the window. Caressing the cylindrical shaped bottle calms me.
    “Avery is Andrews’s younger brother. He came to live with us when his mom died and Avery’s dad is very hard to live with. He liked to use his fists on Avery.” Jenny scrutinizes me before turning her attention back to the road. “Hadley, he was at your house at the little get together we had after the funeral.”
    “What did he look like?”
    “You don’t remember?”
    “Obviously not.”
    “He carried you up to your room after your drunken revelry.”
    Oh God. My stomach sinks to my feet. I remember him now, pierced guy. The guy I kissed, the one I threw myself at. Oh crappity crap crap. “I remember him, ” I grumble, but I wish I didn’t.
    I wasn’t expecting to live with anyone, let alone Jenny and Andrew. I didn’t know what I’d be doing after the accident, but living with a guy I drunk kissed wasn’t on the list. Great.  I wonder how it’s going to be living with them since other than birthday cards and Christmas presents I really don’t know them.  After what feels like forever we pull up to a really cute brick house with blue trim and bright  pink door. I turn to Jenny, bewildered, my mouth gaping open. Looking at the other houses they all have normal colored doors. What. The. Hell?
    “What’s with the door?” I ask waiting for Jenny to give me a hand out of the truck. Lifting my sunglasses up I have to double check to make sure I’m seeing this door correctly. Who paints a door neon pink? Jenny laughs at my shock and it’s one of the first laughs I’ve heard in the past few days.
    “It was a bet between Andrew and me. If my football team did better in the season than his he had to paint the door neon pink.” She