Chapter Twenty-Three
Graham
I chuckled as I read Madison’s text. She needed me to start a fire. I could absolutely handle that. I was feeling uncertain about the pizza, though. Actually, it wasn’t the pizza. I was unsettled about seeing Madison at all. But Allie wanted to have pizza with her, and Allie was the ideal chaperone.
We could have pizza and then leave. Allie had no slumber party tonight, so I didn’t even need to worry about anything happening afterward. It was a safe plan, so I tapped out my reply.
Me: Sure thing. But I’m buying. We’ll be there in about 20 minutes. Any preferences for pizza?
Madison: Pepperoni if you and Allie like that. Otherwise, I’ll take whatever you like.
Me: Uh, we love pepperoni.
I was actually surprised she liked pepperoni. That didn’t seem to fit
