Chapter 25 The Turn

I woke up on Beck's couch with his jacket over me and a text from my mom saying she'd pick me up at noon.

Beck was in the kitchen. Making coffee. He didn't look at me.

"You saw the text from my dad," he said. It wasn't a question.

I sat up. "You saw it too?"

"He texted me. First time in years." ...

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