#Chapter 160: I hope This is Okay

Almara’s Pov My parents were thrilled when I told them Grace and I would visit home for a little while. It made them all the more eager to pack their bags and be rid of the Covington residence. It’s a long drive back to Shady Maple where I grew up and each mile feels like a hundred. I sit in the back seat of my parents old SUV, I can’t remember a time when they didn’t have this car. I’d offer to get them a new one, but something tells me they wouldn’t graciously accept the offer knowing the money is coming from the Hurricane Pack, rather than their own hard work. Besides, I suppose if the car runs fine then there’s no need for a new one, even if the rims have rust and the steering wheel shakes after a certain speed. I pick at a crack in the leather seats as my mother excitedly reports to me on all the neighbors that I remember from another life time. “You remember Susan, right?” “Uh, yes. I think so.” I say. “Well anyways, she just opened a bakery. She has homemade biscuits wit