Cal paced from the front door to the kitchen table, where Sierra bent over to light the last candle. “Dad,” she said. “You have to chill.”
“What if this doesn’t work?” He rubbed his hands together, so nervous. Lisa had only sent him one single word since this morning when he’d crashed her party at Your Tidal Forever.
Yes.
As words go, Cal really liked that…
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