Chapter 7
Luke pulled his car to the curb the next afternoon and climbed out, taking a deep breath of the warm air fragrant with apple blossoms from the tree in the yard. The sunlight felt wonderful. As the saying went, Thank God it’s Friday. Yesterday had been tough. First the drama at soccer practice, then getting Riley’s stuff from his house before his mom got home. He cherished the talk he’d had with Austin as they put everything from Riley’s room in a few bags and left. It hurt how little the man had, when Luke had boxes of s**t stored in his parents’ garage along with a bedroom crammed with more things for when he visited them.
He trotted up the walkway and hurried inside the house, climbing the steps two at a time to his room. He’d gotten it! It had taken some persuading and ev
