The weekend had flown by and Sunday night had arrived before Austin knew it. For the first time ever, he wasn't looking forward to Stacey visiting. He didn't know if he was going to tell her about Sheila, but he still felt guilty about the whole situation. Stacey would understand, right? He had a sinking feeling she wouldn't. He didn't even understand it.
When the doorbell rang, he swung open the door and gave Stacey a grin when he saw her standing on the stoop. "Hey," he greeted her, leaning forward and giving her a kiss.