CAYDEN’S RETURN

That evening, after what seemed like forever, Cayden called and told me he was back in town and that he was already heading to my house from the airport. I felt excited to hear his voice again but at the same time, I was mad at him for keeping me hanging for days. I saved the earful I wanted to give him on the phone, for later when he would appear before me.

Thirty minutes later after nana left the house, I heard my doorbell ring and it was Cayden!

“Seriously?!” I didn’t even usher him in yet before I thought to reprimand him. In a bid to...