“Tracy,” Nathan called softly, he hadn’t been able to sleep since last night and he was at her door first thing in the morning. He had been knocking but there was no answer so he went to her window hoping she would answer to him like she did last night. “Trace,” he called a little louder, “are you okay?”
“Nathan,” someone called and he turned to see his mom standing outside of the front porch, “what are you doing?” Lucy asked.
Nathan sighed, “Mom, please.”
“Where were you since last night?”
“I was outside, in the car.”
“Why did you spend the night outside?”
“When you will not let me stay inside,” he answered.
“What do you mean by that? I never asked you to leave the house.”
Nathan heaved a sigh and ran his fingers through his hair, “Mom, please…”
“Come here.”
“What?” Nathan glanc
