La vie en rose, Louis Armstrong.
The greatest song ever created.
Blasting the song up louder, I pushed my reading glasses up my nose, and gave one big spin in my desk chair.
I've been avoiding walking too much because Dr Dayna says rest is important to keep it healing properly.
The sound of the doorbell caught my attention, and I waited to hear Mom answer it, but after two more rings, I figured Mom was showering or outside gardening.
Sighing, I got up out of my cozy spot shoving the pencil into my messy bun and slipping on my giraffe slippers heading down the stairs slowly and steadily.
Pulling the door open, I felt my heart stop.
Honestly not what I expected at all, Maddi yes, but him, never.
"What are you doing here?" I asked Clark who was looking me over smirking.
He shouldn't
