When they finally arrived, Liam was out of the car like a shot and ran up the front path to the door. He banged on the door, not caring if he was waking the entire neighborhood, he just needed to see Mia and explain everything and beg her to forgive him. It seemed like he was doing it a lot and he really hoped he would finally get it right.

     The door opened and an older version of Mia stood looking up at him with a squinty-eyed glare. “Who are you?”

     “I’m Liam, Mia’s ah…um, is Mia here? I really need to see her.”

     “It’s okay, Ma,” Mia said from...