#Chapter 140: You are of course fired

Something childish in me wanted to just yell at Evan to go away when he knocked softly on my bedroom door early in the morning. But I’m not a child. I slipped on a robe and opened the door. He was standing a few feet away in the hallway, looking sheepish. “I’m sorry about yesterday,” he said, shaking his head. I frowned. “Good.” My voice came out sounding harsh and Evan blushed, turning his eyes to the ground. “Why don’t we go take a walk and get some coffee,” I said. “I’ll get dressed real quick and meet you downstairs, okay?” He nodded and walked away as I closed my door again and did as promised, throwing on some jeans and a sweatshirt before following him down. “The bakery?” Evan was by the front door, lacing up his running shoes. I nodded. And we were outside a minute later, walking side by side in tense silence. “I just thought it would be good to talk about it,” I said, breaking the ice. “Get back on the same page.” I looked over at my brother. He was looking fir