Jeff was nervous as he rang Taylor's doorbell. He didn't know what he was going to say. Part of him didn't even know why he was actually there. All he knew was he had to see her again.
"Can I help you?" A girl he assumed to be Steffi asked him cheerily.
Steffi was attractive for a 14 year old, with blonde, neat hair that fell down her back. Her face vaguely reminded him of Taylor.
"Can I speak to Taylor please?"
"She left here a half an hour ago. She said something about catching a bus. She's moving away for good."
What? Jeff asked himself. She's gone?
Jeff's mind was filled with questions about Taylor. Had something happened again? Why was she leaving town? Why didn't she tell him what she was doing?
He thanked the girl and dashed down to his car. He jumped in the driver's seat, started the engine, gunned it a few times and took off down the street, paying no attention to the other drivers around him.