Dan bends down and throws Paul’s arm around his neck. “I’ll get him into the house. Josie, take Callie inside.” I shake my head. “I want to help.” Dan’s eyes meet mine. “You’re the one who needs help, Callie. Go. I’ve got him.” Josie wraps her arm around my shoulders. “Come on.” I watch as Dan helps Paul to his feet and walks him back toward the house. My house. And now, it’s no longer a home.
