Chapter 45
- After the long chat I had with my dad and a good night’s sleep, I feel a lot better. As I walked into my uncle’s house, Tate the tornado was running full speed ahead. Dropping cookie crumbs on the floor behind him.
- “Bella, Ezra said I could have his whole box of cookies.”
- I laughed, “I can see that. Did you get any of them in your mouth?”