I pulled up to Del’s house in the middle of the night. I didn’t know which of the townhomes belonged to Zed, so there wasn’t another option.

My fist rapped on the door, and I wiped at my eyes again. They’d been watering almost nonstop since I decided to go back to Moon Ridge, and I couldn’t do a damn thing to stop it.

Rocco answered the door a minute later and stared at me for a minute.

“Who is it?” Del yelled from the other room.

“June,” Rocco called back.

I heard ...