"That's actually how I met Cove's dad. The moms of our homeroom style class made us all meet up and go bowling. He was really bad at bowling. But that's beside the point," Brooke said smiling looking down at the table.
"You don't talk much about him...
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♫♫ Unsaid Emily by Charlie Gillespie ♫♫
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two weeks after the last chapter
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"Hey thanks for coming up," Brooke said opening up the front door to her house, where Clay would be staying for the next day or two before he headed back to Orlando.
"It's really no problem, also um I don't really know if you were wanting me to make plans or what is happening this weekend," Clay rambled coming inside.
"You can take your stuff to the guest room it's down this hallway on the right, I gotta go wake Cove up for the day," Brooke said pointing in the direction of the hallway."
"Alrighty, I'll just drop off my stuff in the room, and come back out here," Clay said.
Clay nodded and made his way down the hallway with his suitcase in tow. As he walked, he couldn't help but notice how peaceful the house was, with its simple decor and the soft sounds of birds chirping outside. The guest room was cozy and inviting, with a large window overlooking the front yard. Clay put down his suitcase and took a deep breath. He couldn't shake the feeling of nervousness that had been gnawing at him since he arrived, but he chose to shake it off and head back to the living room. About 10 minutes later, Brooke came back with a very adorably dressed Cove, who still seemed very tired.
