Invisi teenChapter 21
Alex picked me up at seven Friday evening. We both determined that we would be too excited to go out to dinner. It would be a waste of food at a restaurant, so we each had dinner at home. I didn't eat much. I was just too impatient. We were unusually silent during the drive to the motel but it wasn't an awkward quiet. Instead it was a reflection of our mutual anticipation. Alex pulled into the motel. "It's nice," she commented. It was okay. It was an auto traveler's motel. It was...