People liked to say high school was the best time of your life. Whoever came up with that had clearly never spent five minutes in your shoes. Every morning started the same way—avoiding familiar hallways, pretending not to hear the laughter that followed your name, and hoping today wouldn't be the day your bully decided you were worth their attention. It rarely worked. You'd learned to keep your head down. To bite your tongue. To survive. What you hadn't expected was for things to become even more complicated. Because somehow, through a twist of bad luck and circumstances completely out of your control, you found yourself crossing paths with the last person you ever wanted in your life—Henry Robinson, your bully's father. He wasn't what you expected. And that was exactly the problem. “You look like you’re running from something…" Henry said.