Chapter 39: Welcome Home Mr. & Mrs. Handler

I succeeded in forcing myself to forget that awkward night with my mom and Mr. Brad. A few nights later, luckily, I went to Chase's house for tutoring again, thankful that it was not mine. While he hadn't said anything, I was sure he felt the same. "You are so close to being done. You are knocking a lot of this information out. I'm so proud of you, Chase," I said, feeling sentimental. I loved all this time we had been spending together. It was fun, and I felt like he was starting to trust me again. "I couldn't have done it without your help. I think I'll graduate this year, and that is surprising." He chuckled to himself. We heard the front door open, expecting it to be Emma. It wasn't. An older version of Chase walked in, with hair that had some graying, and a woman with brown hair in a bun, dangly earrings, and an oversized coat. "Chase, Emma!" she called. He looked at me in shock. "This is weird," he said as his parents entered the room, but not before taking their coats o