AVERY’s POV

Camila, me, and Logan walked back home with long faces. 

When we got inside the house we sat on the couch and Logan turned on the television.

Ah, I miss him already. 

I looked at Camila’s face and I knew she was thinking about the same thing.

About Bryson.

“Mummy, you wanna watch Moana?”

I smiled at him and nodded.

It was Saturday, so I was hoping that we would do something fun.

“Y’all wanna go to the beach or something?”

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