Caleb’s POV
Patrick had caught me in the driveway, asking for me to explain before running off. Telling me to calm down, take a breath, to think before, I rushed off and sped into a tree or off a cliff. Once I could feel the coolness of the summer breeze replace the heat of my fretfulness and hurried heart, I looked at the man who had come to be a second father in such a short time, together.
He placed a hand on my shoulder, ushering Mary to return inside. Once she closed the heavy front doors, he led me towards the car but paused by the driver's side door. “Why are you going back home?” he asked, concerned. His eyes, strong and bold, told me not to lie.
At that moment, I couldn’t even think of a feasible lie to lie about, so I spoke honestly and worriedly. “My friends and family are in
