Lisa's POV
“Oh really now?” Damon said, squinting at me.
“What?”
“Nothing nothing.” He laughed.
“Yup.” I popped the ‘p’ and nodded with faux seriousness. “I am. Come onnn, just a matter of time and mom Lisa will be on the scene”
He scoffed. “Ey, whatever you say, Lisa.”
We both burst out laughing.
Our footsteps crunched softly on the gravel path, the breeze carrying the scent of something grilled in the distance. Probably someone’s barbecue two streets over. Kids had long gone inside, and porch lights were blinking to life one by one. It felt like the world had taken a deep breath and settled into quiet.
The neighbourhood sure seemed like a safe yet lively one.
“This is such a wholesome way to spend your day off,” I said.
Damon didn’t answer immediately. He tilted his head back,
