Danny's POV
My feet hadn’t touched Max's porch for a few days. I wasn’t ready, and I didn’t have a way to convince Riley yet. By now, my dad and Mr. Danny probably had their share of badmouthing me, both to Riley and Rosa.
Devin, Hailey and I were chilling on my bed doing homework like good kids. I tried not to invade the serenity with my sorrow. Occasionally, Hailey would ask for help and Devin helped her since I was moody.
I jumped off the bed. "I'm getting a snack. You guys want me to bring anything?"
"Do you still have those candy grams?" Devin said, sliding his pencil behind his ear. I gave him a beady look, and his eyes glinted. "What? You asked."
"Stupid. Why would I still have them?" Why would he still remember?
Hailey interrupted our deciphering-what-you-really-mean stare
