A single hot tear escaped my iron grip. One small crack in my armour. Just once, I wished my family could be a family instead of fractured individuals under a common roof. Just once I wished I was worth more to them than the work I did. But I was the family glue and wishing never solved anything.
As Phoebe said, “Who needs a man when you have Noelle.”
But what about me needing someone?
Only five weeks till the wedding and then you can go to Seattle.
I couldn’t wait.
Satterfield Siblings Text Thread
SHANE:
Fact or fiction—Noelle Shepherd is living on your property, Cal.
Inquiring minds want to know if Mrs. Gulliver got into making AI videos to stir up the news channel or if Elle finally came home.
DALLAS:
Fact. I escorted her into town myself.
JULIET:
Escorted? Look at you go, Eliot Ness.
CAL:
were you trying to scare her out of coming back???
DALLAS:
Of course not.
JULIET:
3 question marks, Cal? Who even are you?
BRETT:
Can confirm the fact. Khia gave us the scoop this morning and according to The Vine, Cal and Noelle were seen kissing in the field south of town.
CAL:
no one was kissing, doc. it was rubys strangers shoot
i was hoodwinked by a pair of fine eyes
SHANE:
Dang, that girl’s a lovable menace wrapped up in cotton candy packaging.
She’s smart though.
CAL:
care to elaborate
BRETT: