My Family Had Me Thrown Out of My Own House

at her.

Then at Madison.

Then back toward my own front porch.

“This is my house.”

Madison folded her arms.

“Please don’t touch anything.”

I almost laughed.

“Excuse me?”

“We’ve worked very hard setting everything up.”

She smiled sweetly.

“We don’t need strangers wandering through the property.”

My stomach tightened.

“I’m Avery Bennett.”

I slowly reached toward my continue reading …