RIVER

We pull up to the front of the Taylor’s house. From outside it looks smaller, but the inside is impressive. The kind you'd see advertisements done about for rich people. He had said countless times that he was rich, but seeing it with my eyes made me suddenly believe it for real.

Talia pulled open the door, and her eyes lit when they fell on us; she took a step to me and pulled me into a hug.

“Oh my goodness, you are here,” she squealed, hugging me tighter, my shoulder squashed ...