—— Sam
—A few days later
Buzz!
Buzz!
“Someone’s at the door!” I shouted as I stared blankly at the TV in front of me.
“Then check it, sweetie,” Mom told me from the kitchen. “I’m making breakfast, and Christie’s helping me.”
I knew I was being hard on her for the past few days after Chloe’s burial. It was hard to talk to people. I hardly even talked to Dean. He was always locked up in his room.
I dragged myself up and opened the door.
Chloe’s father was standing in front of me with a fancy envelope in his hand.
“Hi, Sam. Is Dean home?”
“Yes, he’s in his room.”
“I see. My wife and I will be away for quite some time, and my sister will be taking care of the house while we’re away.”
I waited and listened.
“While cleaning Chloe’s room, her mom came upon this. It’s for Dean,” Mr
