RIVER
“Stop him from coming? Why would I do that?” She asked, and I cleared my throat. “Are you saying you haven’t told your father about Taylor?” she added in a hushed whisper.
“I do not know how he is going to react,” I murmured, and she sighed.
“I will see what I can do, but I suggest that you speak to him before then because I have no reason to keep him here.”
“Thank you, Aunt G!”
“I haven’t done anything yet; don’t you think you should hold off on singing my praise?” She finished, and I sighed. The call cut off after a series of back-and-forth goodbyes.
“Hi,” I murmured as I slipped back beside Taylor. He looked up at me, and my eyes caught the already melted ice cream beside me. “That’s a waste now,” I murmured, taking it up and getting ready to trash it.
“Shall we?” He asked,
