Noelle

I'm quiet as we drive to Cal's house because I'm absolutely flabbergasted at what he's said he's done for me. I'm so used to going home at the end of the day by myself and picking up dinner on the way or putting something in the microwave. I don't even remember the last time someone made me dinner. It might've been a couple of years ago. I tend to work the holidays at the inn so that my employees can have time off with their families, and I celebrate at a later ...