The wind brings a chilly breeze as leaves float down the streets. Sticky tar coats the rooftop. I imagine it being pungent and tacky in the heat of summer. Reece snacks on old and stale Cheetos, crunching after every crinkle of the bag. I laugh. His eyebrows furrow over hi...
You’ve saved me from Dex trying to steal my soul while he sleeps on my head.” My voice is thick with sleep and Rudy grins.“Leila is here, and Gwen wants to cook for everyone. Kale left early this morning. We helped him get ready last night, thanks to Reece and Mac working on that bike all afterno...