Piper

“Someone looks happy this morning,” Zach says at breakfast the next morning.

I’ve had a smile on my face ever since I woke up to a text from Henry telling me he made it home safely, that my text made him smile the entire way home, that I can tell him as often as I’d like that I love him and he’ll never tire of hearing it, that he loves me, and that he can’t wait to see me this weekend.

I’d laid in bed sending him a text telling him that’s it’s impossible NOT to love him. ...