C7 Chapter Seven.

I stomp down the path and used the spare key to fling open the front door. As soon as I get inside, Micah is waiting, leaning against the wall.

"Not today Micah," I grumble unhappily, heading for the kitchen. It's time to drown my sorrows in something sweet, maybe also savoury.

"Good afternoon to you too," Micah says sarcastically, following me inside the kitchen