The Uncle Clause — Episode 8

I hit speaker by accident kid. Weren't you heading back to campus storms getting worse. If you wait much longer, you'll never get down. Thought the road was blocked Salvatore said unbothered. He looked at me said He walked over close enough that I caught the mint on his breath. My heart started slamming Enzo come back. She's He hung up before Enzo answered.

Guest room downstairs. Everything you need is there. Storm's too bad, it's not safe leaving. He was too close and my brain was on fire. Anything else?

No, just my stammer. I sleep alone? That made him laugh. How many people did you want?

That's not what I meant. His dark eyes studied me a few seconds. You're Isabella's classmate. What should my age be doing?

Act your age. Study. Enjoy college. He left it there and turned for the stairs. I went down to the guest room. Thunder rolled without end, and I couldn't sleep.

Near midnight, a burning smell. I found Salvatore stretched out on the couch, and his hangover tea scorched black on the stove. I made a fresh pot.

Did I wake you? His voice from above. I spun around and walked straight into his chest. I brought the tea over. He drank it.

Go back to bed. I'll just stay a while. I can't sleep anyway. Why not? I'm scared.

I pointed at the storm outside. Scared of the storm, not scared of me.