Mr. Cooper groaned as I made my way around the couch and headed toward the kitchen, directly beside the living room. And it was right then, as I turned, that I almost bit my tongue. Because standing in the hallway that led from the front door to the living room and kitchen was a person. Just. Standing there. Quietly. Not moving. And that someone was Rip who took up most of the width of that hallway.
Oop- dats awkward
