He was only staying for ten days, ten short days. She almost let her feeling betrayed her composure, almost. She should have known that he wouldn't just come back to stay permanently  because his father died. Back then he couldn't wait to leave their town, he was in no hurry to return to it. He didn't stay then for her and he wouldn't come just for her. She tried not to think about too much less it ruined the mood. She took another sip of the whiskey as he pulled her on to his bed.<br/><br/>"I remember." She smiled at him as she let herself relax and fall into the bed lying back next to him. "You're dad was so mad at us but he was trying his hardest not to yell at me." She laughed. "I felt so bad but it was so much fun."<br/><br/>She turned toward him but didn't allow herself to look at him instead she focused on the window past him and then the tree in the yard. She had always been his friend and she wondered how many other girls had been in this room with him that she didn't know about? It was funny that she still cared about trivial things like that even now. It was enough to make her frown.<br/><br/>"It's not my place to say anything but Greg, you're the man of the house now and maybe it might be a good thing to come back if you could." She waited a little bit before continuing on. "I know Rachel doesn't say much but I think she and your mom could use your help for more than just ten days." She bit the inside of her bottom lip gently, "I know I'd love to see you around more."