Chapter 58

Angelo

Any sort of rain is a good sign. I love rain, the smell of rain on soil is an amazing smell. It was lalready evening and Cleo hadn't shown up. She was supposed to be here four hours ago. The storm had already cleared and the sun had come out to play and so did everyone. Cleo said if she didn't make it on time;my mother would bring out the cake. I felt like a kid again. Ryan had been with Cleo's mother and the twins talking and it looked serious, Paul and the gang organised games and we also had a photo booth and graritude packs.

I hacve to admit that something felt off and amiss. I felt like half of me was missing . My mother had caught me looking out to see if Cleo had come through and she looked at me with sad eyes and pointed upstairs . When I made it