Zach and Thea had been up early, excited about the day ahead. They had already showered, and Zach had left Thea to style her hair. He thought it was beautiful when she let it dry in natural curls, but she insisted she needed to perfect them for the day.
He stole one last glance as he left the bedroom. Zach grasped his phone tightly as he stepped out the back door onto the deck. He was so nervous as he dialed his phone that his hands shook.
Zach had spoken with his parents the day before. Now, he needed to talk to Roxy and, hopefully, Reginald. He would prefer to do it in person, but time was not on his side when it came to his plans.
“Zach? Is something wrong?” Roxy asked when she answered her phone.
“Oh, no! Not at all!” Zach replied. “I want to talk to you about something, and I hop
