~ Chapter 59 ~

Scott POV

I've walked past a lot of suburban homes with picket fence. Once, I've seen some cats poop on the garden daises. Waked past some blocks of coffee shops and I'm not surprised why Storm and her mom live here. They're literally surrounded by tons of cafes. Now I know why and how Stormy's caffeine obsession came about.

Storms hometown is much more relaxing than I thought it'd be. There's not even much bar here. I thought I'd have to worry about seeing some stray drunks on the road or some guys fighting by the corner. When Storm told me how her dad used to trash into their house after hours of having liquors at local bars, I figured there'd be more people like him in this neighbourhood. Davisville neighbourhood.

I'm standing in front of a church now. There's a big cross on the roof and the building is huge. I can't remember the last time I went to church or even got down on my knees to pray. Fuck!