C19 I drove us

I drove us to the grocery store. Mrs. Miller had given Ryan some money and a shopping list – the spaghetti ingredients plus a few other things – and he and Shanna got a cart and started down an aisle.

“Aren’t you coming?” Ryan asked forlornly as Derek and I lagged behind.

If I didn’t know any better, I would have said he was crushing on me.

Which was super-awkward.

“We’ll follow along