Morgan POV

I did as Tricia said and got a shirt for Max. I knew his current size so I did not need to worry.

The next day, I walked to the group house after getting out of the car. I didn't tell them that I was coming, so they weren't expecting me. I knew Max was in the group house to celebrate his birthday.

"Morgan!" They called as I stepped in.

I looked at Max who had a joyful spirit.

"Happy birthday, Max," I said.

He was now twenty-nine years old.

"Very good," Max said. "Got ...