Patch Things Up

When my alarm went off the next morning, I noticed my mother's blanket covered me. I knew I hadn't set the alarm, which meant either Dad or Vivianne had.

They'd come back at least.

After dressing, I went downstairs and noticed two significant items sitting on the counter.

One was a cell phone.

The other was a laptop.

On top sat a note.

Freaking notes!

It was from my dad and said the phone was already programmed, and they'd downloaded some necessary programs to the laptop. Then he said they'd gone out to breakfast and he hoped to see me after school.

I snorted before grabbing Gatsby's food and water. I hadn't seen him yet this morning and wondered if he was still mad.

A pang of loneliness washed through me.

The brothers wouldn't be coming over today. I knew they'd abide by my wishes.

Christopher was gone.

My dad had Viv, and I had - Cindy!

If she would forgive me.

Time to patch things up. Unlocking my new phone, I dialed her number.

"Who the hell is this?" she answered.

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