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hair is spiked up and his blue eyes look down at me with sorrow in their depths. “I’m sorry we’re meeting under these circumstances.”
    I nod at him, having no words to give. I mean what do you say? I haven’t seen him in years and we didn’t know each other well way back when.
    “Y’all kids need to head home. It’s getting late.” All the teenagers nod at him and slowly go to their cars. I turn to walk to my car but Dalton stops me with a hand on my shoulder. “Max has called me about five times, looking for you.”
    I feel my mouth curl into a snarl. “I’ll get in touch with him.”
    Dalton raises both his eyebrows and crosses his arms over his chest. “That so? How you plan on doing that?”
    That pisses me off. Max told him I smashed my phone up and it doesn’t work anymore. “I’ll call him when I get to Pops’.”
    “Well, head to your car then. I’ll follow you out there, make sure you get there safe and sound.” He uncrosses his arms and waves his arm out.
    When I finally get to Pops’ I shut off the engine to my car and get out. Pops walks out on the porch. His house is out in the deep woods. He has no neighbors and he loves that fact. The two-story farmhouse is still baby blue from when Gran made him paint it ten years ago. One year before she died. A sharp pain slashes across my chest.
    Dalton strides up to the porch and shakes Pops’ hand while I grab my bags out of my car. “I’ll make sure to tell Max she’s here. Poor boy about went crazy when she didn’t show up here,” Pops is telling Dalton as I approach the porch.
    “Tate wasn’t all that happy either.” Dalton says that towards me and I frown.
    “Who gives a fuck what he’s happy about?” I mutter, going up the stairs and around Pops.
    They both chuckle but I don’t have it in me to smile or laugh like I usually would. “Surprised they didn’t find you up at the school,” Pops says to me, but keeps looking at Dalton.
    I see color light up his cheeks. “That was me. I told them I looked there first. I thought she could use the quiet.” Then he shrugged. “Farah, Ally wants you to come to the house sometime. Said you need a friend and she won’t take no for an answer.” With that he salutes Pops and goes back to his car.
    “Don’t you ever get sick of all the southern hospitality around here?” I say to Pops as he follows me into the house.
    “I figure they don’t mean any harm, girl. Ally and Dalton are a lot better peoples then them assholes you hung around in high school.” He walks around the couch sitting in the middle of the living room and takes a seat.
    I just roll my eyes. “I’m going to bed,” I tell him. I drop my bags on the floor and head to the front door. I open it and whistle. About three minutes later, “Demon Dog” Charlie rounds the porch and pants while he climbs the three steps.
    Pops got me Charlie when I was twenty. I was living here with him at the time. He’s a mutt. That doesn’t mean you can’t see the Australian Shepard in him. That dog loves chasing cows too. He made a perfect pet for Pops, even though he said he was for me.
    He gets the nickname Demon Dog because he’s an asshole. I can’t count the times this dog has brought me a dead kitten, chicken, fox or possum. Though the kittens had frozen to death, so I’m not sure if he wanted me to save them or bury them. He likes cats, which is strange. Gran had a fat cat named Buddy who passed away last year. Charlie and Buddy were the best of buds.
    Charlie follows me as I pick up my bags and head up the stairs. We go into my room, which doesn’t look any different than last time I lived here. Pale blue walls with pictures of Sarah and me. There are a few of Max and Tate and a lot of Gran. Plus, Pops pops into a few himself, but he doesn’t like his picture taken.
    “Max wants you to come back to his house,” Pops says behind me and I about jump out of my skin. I didn’t hear him follow me.
    I place my bags on my