Chapter 114: Red Flags

Calla’s POV

Cleo began to nod off halfway through her small cone of chocolate ice cream, nearly dropping it on the sidewalk before I caught it, which was surprising, as both Vaughn and I assumed the sugar would have her bouncing off the walls by mid-afternoon. Her head lolled against her shoulder, eyes fluttering shut. Vaughn and I exchanged a surprised, amused glance over her head as he scooped h