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but they had a habit of going to bed early. Old age, they’d
argue.
My eyes landed on the bowl of mixed party chips and
loneliness clawed at me. Maddox would always separate my
favorite kind from the rest and feed them to me. It’s the
little things…
That was what I missed the most.
The little things.
A knock on the door snapped me out of my thoughts.
When another knock came, I got up to answer the door. I
didn’t know what I expecting, but it was definitely not him.
Agape, I sputtered, “Grayson?”
He looked different. Older, wiser… and a tad more
handsome. He now had a beard, was still wearing glasses,
and appeared to have gained more muscles. “Hey, can I
come in?”
“Um, yeah, sure!” My voice came out squeaky. I haven’t
seen him in years. After he broke up with Riley, we lost all
contact.
Grayson came inside but stayed by the door. It was then
I noticed the file he was holding. “I’ve tried calling Maddox,
but he isn’t picking up. This is important and couldn’t be
delayed.”
“What is?”
He squinted at me. “You don’t know?”
“Know what?”
“Well, shit,” he muttered under his breath. “This is
awkward. I thought he told you already.”
“I haven’t talked to Maddox in weeks.”
His eyes rounded big, and he stared at me, agape.
“You’re shitting me, right?”
I put my hands on my hips, glaring up at him. “Do I look
like I’m joking?” I hissed.
Grayson raised his hands up, in mock defense. I rolled
my eyes and waited for him to continue. He shifted on his
feet, suddenly looking less serious and more nervous.