Caylee
Saturday morning. Game day. Cleaning day. I’m about to have an apartment full of family so I’m making sure the place is cleaned up. I don’t live like a slob but I’ve been busy this week and haven’t dusted, mopped or vacuumed. My phone starts going off and I worry they are already here. Instead I see Sean and Liam’s number for video chat. “Hey guys! Aren’t you in Seattle for a game?”
“We are but we have the morning off. Wanted to talk to you about your text message last night. Has Noah said he accepts your forgiveness yet?” Sean stares at me.
“No but I haven’t asked again. It got pushed to the side with him getting attacked by Joey and then Pop came to lunch with us…”
Liam laughs. “What did Pop say about all this?”
“A lot. It was…bad trust me.”
Sean snickers. “I’m sure it was.
