Zoey's POV 

  Christ! Could my week get any more dramatic? 

  Screwing my eyes shut, I mentally prepped myself to be straightforward about deciding not to visit their house again.

  Don't get soft.

  Tell her how he was rude to you and how you found it really disrespectful and then the deal is sealed, I told myself before grabbing onto a bag of cheese from beside me and stepping out with a small smile.

  “Um, hey Mrs. Gray, so nice to bump into you here.” I greeted her in an overly excited voice, and her grin grew wider as I stepped closer.

  With her grey hair slicked back, a pair of...