Chapter 49 Hailey
Hailey
The Cherokee’s headlights filled the garage as Hailey pounded on the driver’s side window. She said Mack’s name, but he wouldn’t look at her. He put the key in the ignition and started the engine.
Hailey ran around the side of the car, slamming her hands on the glass so he would know where she was, so he wouldn’t run her over—and then she stopped behind the rear windscreen. Her eyes met his in the rearview mirror, and he looked like a wild animal: cornered and ferocious.
“Get out of the way,” Mack shouted at her. “I mean it.”
“Where are you going?”
He shook his head, and she saw the motion of his right hand as he put the car in reverse.
“Mack! Stop it!”
“Move!” he shouted, and something in his voice made Hailey do it. He was past her and out of the garage in an instant. The Cherokee’s tires spun on the icy driveway as he went to pull forward.
“This is not helping! Why can’t you ever act like a grown-up?” she yelled after him, but he was too far gone to hear her.