Jace
I pull up in the driveway way past ten o'clock. Amy looks wearing a yellow sundress with her hair in a high ponytail. She seems to be occupied in her own thoughts, probably good thoughts about a few minutes ago. I smile at my own recollection of the morning.
"I hope Sophia is not so mad at me for making her wait for too long," Amy says while we walk to the porch.
"Don't worry about her. She won't be any less excited," I give her hand a reassuring squeeze and she gives me a small smile. I hope yesterday's events don't affect Amy's visit.
"Hi, Amy. I am so happy you made it," Sophia beams at Amy when she walks into the house.