Chapter 135
Easton
"This is delicious,’ I say to Harper's mom after I take my first bite of her lasagna.

"Thank you again for having me over."

Harper had told me her mom was a good cook.

She wasn't kidding.

At least that's one positive thing that will come out of this experience.

I certainly won't go to bed hungry.

"Thank you, Easton.

I'm happy you like it,"

her mom replies.

"Yup, he's right,’ Sadie says, her mouth full.

“This is some seriously good grub.

The last time my mom made lasagna, she used cottage cheese instead of ricotta—I guess she ran out."

She takes a bite of garlic bread, the crunch loud enough to wake the dead.

“I wish I could say it was good, but it had chunks of pineapple in it."

She makes a face like she's about to hurl.

"Pineapple with meat sauce, that's a hard no."

"I'm happy to share my recipe with her,"

her mom says.

"Just remind me in the morning and I'll text you a picture of it."

“Easton, her dad says, wiping his mouth with a napkin, giving me a second to chew and swallow, preparing for more battle.

“How are your grades this year?"

"My grades are good, sir."

“Easton always makes honor roll,"

Sadie chimes in.

"He's one of the smart ones.

You know, like Ryan here."

She bats her eyes at him, and he kisses her.

Man, that kid has balls.

I'm sitting beside Harper, but I've barely looked at her.

I don't fucking dare.

With her dad sitting across from me, I can feel him stare at me while he chews.

While he takes a drink.

While he moves his salad around the plate.

Will this ever fucking end?

"So, is Sadie right, you make honor roll?"

he asks me.

"Yep."

I hold my piece of garlic bread, but I dont take a bite.

It reminds me of a bun—and just, no.

always pushed for

that's why I pushed Leigh to make sure I was always

go over well at this

bury me

the one down on Main Street, next to the

"That's the one,"

I tell him.

“Thought so.

time

work there as well until you mentioned

you

I mention that

did he Google my family when he disappeared

me even more

look like

maybe he knows how—we're a hybrid of American Gangster and The Wolf of

pre—law,’ Harper says, looking at

feel

glance

like

decided

to keep my

declare something

"Changing to what?"

he asks.

would certainly provide well for

is allowed to provide

plan to sit home and watch

lifts his wine into his

lost count how many

this time, when he sips,

dear, let's not have the

live at home, you don't even own

own the clothes

is getting ahead of ourselves,

image is in his

Wonderful.

honey,’ her mom

had dreams when we

He eyes his wife.

“Sure did.

at this wonderful stage of our lives, where you walk

went from bad

Fuck me.

to just swallow me

"Dad ..."

Ryan starts.

that it

it been Sadie under there, there wouldn't be an ornament left and every light would be shattered all over

gets w—i-I-d.*

Sadie gasps.

Sadie and says,

like

I'm

know what the

just happy the conversation has shifted to someone

this way with every girl he's brought

Sadie asks Harper's parents.

mom sets down

Ryan

“What?"

says, smiling at

"Is that true?"

He shrugs.

special and loud—two

She slaps him.

“OMG, shut up!"

you

while Ryan and Sadie are having

fucking

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