Avery handed Lucy another beer and sat on the floor next to her. They'd decided to play monopoly and just talk. But then the storm had started up and Lucy followed Avery outside.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, it's beautiful," Avery whispered. "We don't really have these so, uh close, at home."
"Where is home, Avery?"
"To be honest, not so far from here, but as far as it could be from here too." There was a note in Avery's voice, that tugged on Lucy's heart.
"You miss it?"
"So much, but while Riley is here, I am here." There was no bitterness in her voice, it was just a fact.
"So where she goes, you go?" Lucy asked.
"We met when we were five, she became my best friend, my confidant. We shared everything, her mom took me in and gave me a warm place to sleep, clothes, food. See my pare
