In the next few weeks that passed, Parker and I's relationship spiraled upwards. With him there came two things; an extremely tight, extremely inflexible schedule; and a devotion to me that meant he always made time for us to go out together at least once a week, and he even came into school every day for me. There were my duties to Dad and the company to work around, too, but Parker and I found a way to make it work. We were dedicated to it.
That summer was the best of my life. Parker's little sister was born at the end of June, overdue, and like his step-mum always wanted, she was called Savannah. Savvy. But of course, like Parker's dad had always wanted, Savannah's middle name was a floral one; Fleur. Parker was acting like the protective big brother everyone knew he would be, and eve
