Morgan's POV
A knock sounded, alerting me of Mark's presence. "Hey." I nodded, stepping aside for him to enter. "You live here." He said rubbing his hands together as I moved him to the sitting room and disappeared behind the doors of the kitchen, returning with a can of soda.
"Sit wherever you want." I said sitting down in front of him.
"Right." He sat, staring around the house.
"Explain yourself." I said.
"Explain what..?"
"You." I exhaled, adjusting myself and exhaling. He nodded, setting the can down in the table in front of us.
"You must have a lot of questions." He said.
"I sure do. And you're taking a long time to answer them."
"What do you want to know?"
"How about everything?"
He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Everything. Okay. Let me start from the top. I'
