Everything was practically perfect for Sawyer Wade until half of that practically perfect everything disappeared. He decides to create a world we’re everything is still practically perfect while trying to keep up with his now not so practically perfect everything. Then he saw her...

If And Maybe

The next day, no one was awake when the cook came in. Breakfast was ready when they all trooped out the house like they had the day before to go running. All except Sawyer. They'd called him but he wasn't interested. He pointed and laughed even. 


 "I don't have to go running or exercise everyday anymore. Unlike you sorry saps. I can skip a few times. Now run. Run like the wind you athletes. He laughed. 


 "Crap! Now I want to stay in." Tom said with a scowl. Hating the smug look on his brother's face. Wishing it was him. 


Sawyer gasped dramatically. "Did I shut the almighty smart mouthed Tom up? I'm going to celebrate with some still warm breakfast." He laughed. Ignoring the pairs of envious and upset eyes on him. He went to the kitchen while they left the house. 


Mom Said… I 23C