Autumn pulled into her driveway for the second time that day, only this time; her parents
weren’t there to greet her. She sighed and got out of the car. On her way up to the door,
her mother walked out of the house. Autumn fixed her eyes at her feet.

“I don’t want to talk to you right now,” she said walking past her mother without looking
at her.

Autumn went up the stairs to her room and grabbed her suitcase. She threw in some
clothes and toiletries and zipped it shut. When she turned to walk out her door, her father
was standing in her way.

“I’m sorry we didn’t tell you.”

Autumn glared at him.

“Excuse me,” she said pushing her way around him. “I’ll be back in a few days to get the
rest of my shit.”

Her father turned to watch her go down the stairs, wondering if she would really come
back.


A half hour later, Autumn arrived at the Green Leaf. She looked around the parking lot,
but didn’t see any signs of Nick.

“Maybe he’s inside,” she said quietly to herself.

Autumn walked into the coffee shop and look around as she made her way to the bar.

“Hm.”

Autumn sat down and waited for the girl behind the counter to finishing ringing up
another order.

“Just a water for now, thank you.” She said when the girl came over.

Autumn turned around and looked around the shop. Her wondering gaze fell on a short
red headed girl at the other end of the bar.

“I know, Mom!” The girl laughed. “They actually believe me!”

The girl paused as her mom spoke, chuckling slightly.

“Yea, I know. I’ll get all can out of the kid if he wants me to keep quiet about it.
Heh…okay, bye.”

Egh, people suck. Autumn thought to herself as she watched the girl walk out of the shop.

“Here you go. My names Bobbie, and whenever you’re ready to order, just let me know!”

“Will do, thanks.”

Where is he? Autumn pulled out her phone to check the time and noticed it was off.

Well, shit.

She turned her phone on and noticed she has three new voicemails.

“Of course.” She said allowed.

The first two were from her mother, and the last one was from Nick.

Well that’s nice. Autumn thought. At least he called.

“Hey, Bobbie?”

“Yea, Hun?” The girl said with a very familiar smile.

“Can I just get an Oreo Snowstorm to go?”

“Sure, that’ll be $3.75 and about five minutes.”

“No problem, thank you.”