“All right then,” Cora said, clapping her hands together with an enthusiasm that could only come from someone who had just woken up from a very well-deserved nap. We stood around the back of Mike’s truck, the sun already starting to warm the pavement beneath our feet. “Here’s what I’m thinking.”
“She sure needed that nap, huh?” Mike whispered near me, voice low and smug, grinning like he’d just performed a heroic act. Like he’d singlehandedly solved world hunger by confiscating her phone and giving her some peace. The guy was practically glowing with pride.
“If we get in and out quickly,” Cora continued, clearly ignoring whatever comment Mike had made, “then I can get to the cabin and make us some lunch before it gets too late.” Her hazel eyes landed on me for a second—just a brief, flic
