The Runaway

She bit her lip. “I know they do. And I love them, too. But right now, I can’t be around them. I can’t cope. It’s too much. I just want to be with you

“That’s…yeah, better go. That’s a lot of information right there.” She dropped her sunglasses back over her eyes. “Just one word of advice.”
He opened the door of his truck and tossed his bag inside. “What’s that?”
“Let her in,” she said softly. “Gracie, I mean.”
“It’s not like—”

Mellow rubbed his head hard against Mark’s leg. “I know what you’re saying, cat. You think I should go after her, don’t you