You go to her house.

I stared at Rachel’s last message for another minute before finally getting up.

I grabbed my jacket and keys and headed out.

The drive to her house was quiet. I knew exactly where I was going, and there wasn’t much uncertainty left in my mind about why I was going.

When I pulled into the driveway, there were no other cars around.

The house was quiet.

I walked up to the front door and knocked.

A few seconds later, Rachel opened it.

She smiled when she saw me.

“Hey.”

“Hey.”

She stepped aside.

“Come in.”

I walked inside, and she closed the door behind me.

For a moment, neither of us said anything.

Then Rachel looked at me with the same expression I’d remembered from the last time we’d been alone together.

“I’m glad you came.”

“Me too.”

She smiled and gestured toward the living room.

“Come sit down.”

I followed her inside.