They were back home. Tom took the two seater with a heavy sigh. Then said, “What are we going to do tomorrow?” Now that they get to spend and extra day. Tate sank down to the cold floor, resting his back on the chair behind him. Sawyer and Raina took the couch.
Travis, locked the door while Elias looked at them. His gaze narrowed on Tate. “What’s with you and the floor?” He asked what he was thinking. Tate had never been one to sit on the floor. The question made Travis look away from what he was doing to search and see the person being questioned. He scoffed and shook his head.
“I don’t know.” Tate assessed the floor around him, his palms planted on it, letting the cold up. “I just like it.”
As Elias rolled his eyes, his daughter’s voice hit him. “Thank you for tonight dad. Thank you
