ON THE ROOF, Case followed Will along another yellow-bricked path winding through the park. Between trees, she caught glimpses of the greenhouse he called the Jungle, their destination.
She tried to ignore her guilt. She should be saving Fader, not enjoying being alone with Will again.
But she was enjoying it. She shook her head. Just that morning, she’d convinced herself this could never work. Him, her. Them. Now she wondered again what it would be like. What they would be like. Together.
wastheyBecause she liked him. Really liked him. And logic didn’t matter then, did it?
ReallyAs they walked, Will talked. And she listened.
She wasn’t used to someone opening up, sharing their past, their secrets. Kids on the street never shared. And you never asked. Never asked how they got there, w
