Chapter 4
Wes waited for Noel to come home from his shift shortly after seven Tuesday morning. He was perhaps a bit more anxious than he would normally be, but he couldn’t help but sigh in relief when he watched Noel pull up in front of their house.
Their house.
“Here he is, Kirby.”
Kirby gave a thump of his tail from his position on the sofa.
The rain had let up a bit, thankfully, and had become little more than a light sprinkle. Noel kept his head down, though, as he made his way to the front door and Wes felt his own heart squeeze.
Wes opened his arms, waiting for Noel to come inside, and as Noel stepped into the house, his blue eyes widened as he walked right into Wes’ embrace.
“Rita texted me about Mrs. Newton,” Wes said, burying his face in Noel’s neck. “I’m so sorry, sweet
