Oliver

The kid from the trashed house next door is a walking warning sign. 19. Split lip, stained hoodie, doesn't say a word to anyone. You're the guy who just bought the nice place on the corner. You're supposed to ignore him. But every morning, you find your driveway shoveled. Your broken fence fixed. And him, sitting on your porch steps in the freezing rain, guarding your front door. He's shivering. He hasn't looked away since you stepped outside.