SOL
Leo walked away, leaving me with my ringing phone. I pulled it from my back pocket and swiped at my face as I tried to compose myself enough to answer.
“Hello?” I said, my voice betraying my current state.
“Oh, Sol,” Missy sighed.
All I could manage was a choked sob.
“I guess this means he’s professed his feelings,” she said softly.
“You know?” I gasped.
“Yea, I know,” she said. Her tone was motherly and tender. It was meant to soothe. Instead, it was like walking on sore legs; even though it should have helped, it didn’t stop the pain. “Maddox called it years ago, but Leo didn’t admit it until he came back.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, shaking my head. I tracked Leo’s movements as he reached the bottom of the hill overlooking the water. He headed back toward the little break in
