Hunter's POV:
"Grandma, I'm home," I announce as I lock the door behind me. It's 10:30 PM, so I don’t expect her to be sleeping at 62.
"I'm upstairs," she replies, and I head to her room.
I find her sitting on her bed, holding a framed picture of my parents—my mom showing about five months pregnant while my dad stands behind her with his arms around her.
I inherited her light brown hair and gray eyes.
"They were so in love, but then she vanished," Grandma sighs.
My mom left when I was three, leaving my dad and me to fend for ourselves. Grandma took me in, raising me while Dad was busy with his g**g. Victor and Spencer became my best friends in first grade, and we’ve been inseparable ever since.
"That destroyed your father. You look just like her; that’s why he didn’t come home for w
