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bedroom, making my way out of the house.
    “Oh, Chelsea,” my mom said, stopping me in my tracks. “Does Justin know where you’re going?”
    I took a deep breath and then looked back at her.
    “No, Mom,” I said. “He doesn’t know. And to be honest, I’d rather he didn’t. I just need my space right now.”
    My mom nodded understandingly.
    “So...when he calls and asks where you are, you want me to lie?” she asked. “Because you know that I’m not going to lie. It’s not right, in my eyes or the church’s eyes.”
    Why in the hell is everybody in this town so concerned with what the church thinks?
    “Well, then tell him the truth,” I said. “Tell him that his girlfriend went on an adventure to clear her head. Tell him that she finally realized that it’s okay to push the boundaries a little bit and that not all rules are meant to be followed. Tell him that for me.”
    My mom sighed, and then a concerned look crossed her face.
    “When will you be back?” she asked.
    I shrugged my shoulders.
    “I don’t really know,” I responded. “I guess in a few weeks. I’ll call you, Mom, I promise. Please don’t worry about me.”
    A smile finally crossed her lips.
    “Okay, well just please be careful, honey,” she said. “I love you.”
    I smiled in return.
    “Love you too, Mom,” I said.
    Then I stepped out of the door and into my car. The adventure of a lifetime was about to begin.

Chapter 4
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    T he drive to my sister’s house took about a day and a half, mostly because I stopped and walked around any small town that I came across. It was the first time that I had ever really done any exploring on my own and I couldn’t get enough of it.
    When I finally pulled into her neighborhood, I was amazed at how large the houses were. She lived in a small town about 40 miles south of Las Angeles and the whole area was so much different than where we came from.
    My heart started beating through my chest with excitement as I looked down at my GPS.
    “I’m two blocks away,” I said, as a turned down the street that she lived on. “She’s going to be so excited to see me.”
    I glanced in the rear view mirror to check out my hair and make sure that I looked okay. I hadn’t seen Janette, or her husband, in over two years and I didn’t want to make a bad impression.
    When I pulled up to the house, my jaw hit the floor. They lived in what I considered to be a mansion.
    Janette never told me that they had this kind of money.
    I parked my rickety old car in front of their house and hopped out, leaving my suitcases in the trunk. I double-checked the address to make sure that I was in the right place and then I began making my way up the long, concrete walk toward their house.
    As soon as I got to her front steps, a burst of excitement shot through me. Without any hesitation, I rang the doorbell. Almost immediately, I heard movement inside and then within a second, the door flung open.
    “Oh. My. God,” Janette said, as soon as she saw me.
    Her jaw hit the floor, right before she let out an excited squeal and pulled me in for a hug.
    “Chelsea!” she cried. “What are you doing here?”
    I held her tightly, not wanting to let her go.
    “I’ve had a bad last few days and I needed to get the hell out of Utah for a while,” I said. “So, I decided to come spend some time with my big sis. Sorry I didn’t call, but I wanted to surprise you.”
    She pulled away from our hug.
    “You don’t have to be sorry,” she said. “This is the best surprise in the world! I can’t wait to call and tell Michael that you’re here.”
    “Michael isn’t here?” I asked. “I thought he worked from home most of the time.”
    Janette put an arm around me and ushered me inside of her huge house.
    “Yeah, he usually is,” she said. “But he had a meeting in the city today. He’s been doing a bit more traveling lately. He’ll be home later tonight, though.”
    Awesome! I get to spend some