Noah
The sound of her key in the lock has me on my feet pulling the door open. “I should have just knocked I guess.” She says laughing. Damn I missed her the last few days and nights.”
“Or texted. Let me help you Caylee.” I take the box in her hand and lift two bags off her shoulders. “More in the car?”
“Yeah. Mama sent food.”
“I’ll go get it.”
“I’ll help.” She takes my hand to follow me back out to her car. I let her grab the black garment bag while I get her backpack and the heavy cooler.
“Can we pay your mama to feed us like this every two weeks?” I love Aunt Sofie’s cooking.
“I bet you could sweet talk her.”
I unload the food while Caylee unpacks her bags. She comes back to the kitchen wrapping her arms around my waist. “Soup?”
“Yeah that creamy chicken and rice from your rec
