(Kendall)
I kept checking the time, even though I knew it wouldn’t change anything. My parents were never late. If they said they’d be here by this afternoon, they’d be here on time.
I heard the doorbell ring once, then the door opened without me even getting to it. I forgot that they had a key.
“We brought food,” Mom said with a smile on her face.
Dad followed right behind her, carrying a bag and a look that said he wasn’t here for jokes.
“Hi, sweetie,” Mom added, giving me a quick hug.
“Hi,” I said, suddenly nervous.
Dad looked around, eyes landing on Jaxon almost instantly. Jaxon stood up from the couch and walked over, calm like always.
“Mr. James,” he said, holding out a hand.
Dad shook it, firm. “Jaxon.”
“This is my mom, Denise,” I said quickly.
Jaxon nodded at her. “Nic
