On Monday, I'm extremely embarrassed. Maddox hasn't talked to me all day and I'm still cringing at the memory of my father harassing the two brothers in the supermarket. I'm not sure whether or not Maddox told all of our mutual friends. When I sit down at lunch with my food, I tune in to the conversation. Nicholas is explaining his Thanksgiving diner.
"It was pretty boring. My mom got drunk and almost hit her head on the refrigerator- that was pretty funny," he explains with a weak shrug.
"How was your Thanksgiving, Maddox?" Nicholas wonders and I'm guessing Cassidy and Winona already shared.
Maddox glances at me before grinning back at the group. "Well, I met Olive's father," he announces. All of our table mates whip around and stare at me, which results in me uncomfortably locking my
