#Chapter8

Callie

I had just hung up the phone from ordering a pizza when the doorbell rang. It obviously couldn’t be the pizza yet so I wondered who it could be. “Maddy get down from that stool,” I told her as I walked out of the kitchen. When I opened the door the last person I expected to see was standing there. “Colt? What are you doing here?” I asked him. I knew he had been angry when I left his parents' house earlier. I had hoped that sending him all the stuff I had been collecting over the last four years would get him to come around, but I...