After the rehearsal was finished, my mom was waiting outside to pick Daisy and I up. Daisy and I, after saying goodbye's, got in the car and was met with stone cold silence. The tension was so tangible, it could have been cut with a knife. Nothing was said until we pulled out of the parking lot. Daisy explained Rachel's situation to Mom.
"Well," she said. "Whatever happens happens. There's nothing any of us can do about it."
As we drove, I noticed the song on the radio. 'Temporary Home' by Carrie Underwood. I closed my eyes and silently prayed that this song wasn't a sign.
Please, I thought. Please, don't let this be Rachel's temporary home.