The doorbell buzzed. Bryn looked at the monitor and saw Bonnie standing on the porch. She buzzed her in. She didn’t see the hot guy. She watched as Bonnie came through the door but still, no hot guy. She watched as the door closed behind her sister and still. No hot guy. ‘Oh well.” Bryn breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn’t ready to meet the hot guy. Her sister came through her door and threw her mail on the table. “What the hell got your feathers ruffled?” She asked her as she was opening a piece of mail. “What the hell are you doing going through my mail?” Bryn asked as she tried to swipe the envelope from her sister’s grasp. “It’s mine!” She squealed and jumped aside. “Yours? When did you start getting mail at my house?” “It’s been a while. I don’t have a permanent address so I’ve been
