Chapter 18 He Doesn't Deserve This

• Leilani
• Neil’s mother was perched on a high stool in front of the large bar, a glistening bottle in her hands as she studied it with interest. Eventually, I had shown her around the house and the tour was filled with her nodding when she was occasionally impressed by something but most of the time, she left grating comments like,
• How will this driveway hold a fleet of cars? It’s already looking so disgusting with just four cars in it.