Chapter 16
The steady tick of the cooling engine was the only thing that broke the silence of the garage. Jesse tapped the wheel with his fingers, sweat rolling down his neck in the stuffy truck. As soon as the air conditioner stopped blowing cold air, the summer heat invaded the cabin and clung to his skin, but he barely noticed it. His mind was on something else. Emma’s simple question.
Have you ever asked him?
Of course, he hadn’t. Why would he? And did he want to? Would he ever want to?
He didn’t know the answers to those questions. Every time he tried to imagine asking Gideon, something in his brain caught, leaving him unable to get past the first word of the sentence. And if he did ask, and somehow Gideon did agree, which Jesse thought was entirely unlikely, how would he explain
