Taylor

I eased down at one end of their sofa as Aly's father sat in his easy chair. I ran my hand over the couch cushions, feeling the high-end material. I looked at the carved wooden side tables, recessed overhead lighting, beautiful hardwood floors complete with huge, expensive looking rug. There was a huge flat screen on the wall with built in cherry wood shelves and cabinets on each side. I bet the cheapest thing in this room was more expensive than anything in my little apartment.

Kelsey had disappeared off somewhere, probably to her room if she was anything like me at that age. Which left just me and...