““Someone was knocking on her windshield. Georgie lifted her head off the steering wheel. It was Kendrick. She couldn’t really hear what he was saying. She rolled down the window. “Are you okay?” he asked. “I’m fine.” “Okay.” Kendrick nodded. “’Cause, the thing is, you look kind of like you’re sitting in your car crying.” “I’m done crying,” she said. “Now I’m just sitting in the car.” “Oh, well. Okay.””
