"You're late."
Annie walked in and the first thing she heard was her mother's voice. She looked just as worried as she had earlier. Her father was sitting in his favorite recliner but the TV was off. Usually it was tuned on to the news or a game. But right now it was quiet. It didn't feel like a comfortable silence because she knew that they had been talking about her and the news she sprung on him.
Before she was able to speak, Blair looked over her. "Conner called to make sure you got in safely. That was an hour ago."
"I know." Annie said as she put her hand on the railing. "There was just something I had to take care of."
Finley Maxwell wanted to run to her daughter and curl her in her arms but she was going to give her the room she needed to grow up. It was exactly what she was goi
