Page 133 of Second Chance Trouble


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“Did you say that your father owns an island?”

I froze realizing what I had said. Not only was Cage looking at me like I was a freak, someone on the couch in front of us turned around and stared at me. Cage followed my gaze.

“Dad, this is Quin. He’s my…”

Cage paused making me more than anxious to hear how he was going to describe me.

“He’s my good friend. He’s helping me pass the class I was telling you about.”

“It’s good to meet you, Sir,” I said to the red-headed man.

Cage’s father looked me over, grunted, and then returned to watching TV.

“We should go to my room,” Cage told me.

“It was good meeting you, Sir,” I said getting nothing in reply.

Entering Cage’s bedroom, he closed the door behind us.

“You have to excuse my Dad. He’s having an off day.”

“He seemed fine to me.”

“Well, fine is relative. We can sit on the bed.”

I took off my shoes, emptied the contents of my backpack into the center of the bed, and sat cross-legged. Cage joined me searching my eyes.

“What?”

“Are you expecting me to forget that you just said that your father owns an island?”

“Oh, that.”

“Yeah, that.”

“It’s small. Everyone in the Bahamas owns an island.”

“Everyone in the Bahamas owns an island?” Cage asked shocked.

“Okay, that’s not true. I don’t know why I said that. Actually, that’s not true either. I do know why I said it, it was because I don’t want you to think we’re that different.”

“We are that different,” Cage said matter-of-factly. “But that’s okay. I like your differences. I just hope you aren’t too disappointed by mine.”

“I literally don’t know what you’re talking about. You are the most normal person I know. Of course, the only other person I know here is Lou, so that’s not saying much.”

Cage laughed. “So it’s a low bar.”

“You just have to be able to deal with me and you’ve surpassed 99% of the population.”

Cage laughed. “Come on you’re not that bad. Maybe 95% of the population,” he teased.

“You’re right. Thinking about it now, it’s 95%. I stand corrected.”

Cage laughed again. God, did I love hearing him laugh.

“You know, you do that a lot,” Cage said with a smile.

“What?”

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