CHAPTER THIRTEEN

"Actually, I was just leaving," Yale said

"No, he wasn't. He's having lunch here" Henry said

"Alright then. I would call you when I'm done. It feels like you guys have so much to talk about" Hardin said

"Yes we do," Henry said

"Yeah, thanks for your help, Hardin!" Yale said to him angrily

"You are very much welcome," Hardin said back, not minding the facial expressions or body language Yale was exhibiting.

He smiled. Those were memories he wanted to keep forever. He felt closer to her and his best friend whenever he remembered their memories. His phone rang. He looked at it. It was his mom. He picked it up

"Hey mom"

"Hey, baby. How are you doing?"

"I'm good. I called to check up on you. Would you mind coming home for a while?"

"Mom, you know I can't come back there. You know how I feel about Southside"