Noah was sprawled across the couch tiredly as his cousin Ben's two toddlers ran around him screaming. Thanksgiving dinner had been delicious, as expected, but it may as well have been ash considering his state of mind.
You can't enjoy something fully if your mind is somewhere else. His was back in Manhattan, wondering how well Jeremy Ward was fitting in with the Hale family today. Violet was close with her family so she wouldn't continue dating someone who didn't mesh well. He knew that much.
"You're even lamer than usual, Noah," Logan complained as he pushed his brother's legs off the couch to make some space for himself. "I haven't seen you since this summer and you won't even play video games with me."
Noah sat up with a groan. Four slices of four different pies was definitely too much.
