Lisa's POV

“Oh really now?” Damon said, squinting at me.

“What?”

“Nothing nothing.” He laughed.

“Yup.” I popped the ‘p’ and nodded with faux seriousness. “I am. Come onnn, just a matter of time and mom Lisa will be on the scene”

He scoffed. “Ey, whatever you say, Lisa.”

We both burst out laughing.

Our footsteps crunched softly on the gravel path, the breeze carrying the scent of something grilled in the distance. Probably someone’s barbecue two streets over. Kids ...