Pepper and I finally found the stall with the pumpkin tarts, and she asked the worker for a few. I tried to ignore the glares from everyone around us, and she leaned towards me and whispered.
“Have you heard anything yet?” She looked up at me with hopeful eyes. I shook my head no, bent towards her, and whispered in her ear.
“It’s too loud here. I can’t make anything out.” I said. She frowned and grabbed my arm.
“I’m sorry about Meredith.”
“I didn’t expect to be welcomed, given everything that’s happened.”
“Are you having a good time?”
“I’d have a good time anywhere I get to be with you.” I said, not wanting to tell her about the hair on my neck standing on end, or how my skin bristles anytime someone brushes against me in the crowded clearing. She smiled up at me with relief and sque
