Chapter 14
Rick was thrilled when I gossiped with him the next afternoon—well, morning for him. Thankfully, he didn’t speak aloud about the obvious problems. I didn’t want to have to think about it yet. After all, Colten and I might not even turn out to be good together. There were too many uncertainties right now for me to worry about one specific thing.
“And Fred won’t mind?” I asked Dad when we started our dinner prepping.
“Won’t mind what?”
“That Colten’s here, too.”
“Why would he?”
“You’re gonna make me say it? Colten and I might…flirt, or something. What if he touches my hand, or I lean into his shoulder?”
“He won’t care. Probably too blind to even see well.”
“Dad, I’m serious.”
“So am I. I told you, no one minds Colten.”
“Not minding what a person does at home is different
