I finally decided to turn on my phone. The screen lit up to a photo of Lily and I, hugging with wine glasses in hand while we sat on the couch together. As the phone connected to its service, a flood of messages came rushing in. Lily, Cole, my mom, even Olly had checked in a few times.
The dings and beeps wouldn't let up until I turned my phone on silent and flipped it over on the counter. I gave a grr in frustration and Cole chuckled at my reaction. I didn't want to rejoin society but I had been holed up in my apartment for too long.
I had missed so much work since the shootout that I wondered if I still had a job at the diner at all. More than likely, I did. The owner was a nice older couple who had ties to all the families in town, including mine and Lily’s, which gave me the advanta
