*Harper*
I almost felt like I was going through withdrawal. Oliver had been focusing on keeping Jolee placated. I understood it, but I really missed seeing him and having him touch me.
I had just finished breakfast and feeding Cocoa when there was a knock on the door.
“Think that could be Oliver?" I asked Cocoa. “He's usually at work by now."
Cocoa just barked at me and followed me down the hall when I went to the door.
I looked out the peephole and saw Jolee. I'd been wanting to talk to her about everything.
“Hey," I said, pulling the door open. “I'm glad you stopped by. I wanted to talk to you."
I stepped aside and allowed her in. Cocoa hid behind my legs and growled a little.
“Cocoa!" I scolded. “Don't mind her. She's just being a twerp."
“Harper, why do you like my dad?"
