#Chapter271

Ice cream

Lex

I thought about what Dad said. What did I have to lose now that Roger was out of the picture? I could knock on her door and say, hey, Piper. We’re having pleasant weather. Pleasant weather? What the hell is wrong with me?

I stood there, thinking about what I could do. How do I approach this? What’s the best avenue? So many questions and no answers.

Then I heard a knock at my door. I walked over, answered it, and Dad held out a carton of ice cream. “Here. Go ask her if she would like some ice cream.” He smiled and winked at me...