After work, I went on a mission to hunt down Cole. His phone was going straight to voicemail and Dozer was tight-lipped when it came to my questions now. I said my goodbyes to Bailey and Dozer and headed for the door.
A weight felt like it had been lifted from my shoulders now that I had spoken to my mother, even though it didn't feel like it had gone that well. The mystery of her presence had been heavier than the confrontation of actually talking to her.
Outside, I went to walk to my house to change and get my bike before heading to the clubhouse to search for Cole. Travis had been hanging out outside the diner and at my departure, began to follow me. He was not very good at being incognito, so I invited him to join me on the walk.
He was a sweet kid with orange hair and freckles tha
