Dinner was oddly quiet that night. Todd wasn’t rambling about work, Paul seemed to be angry about something and was quiet the entire time. Elizabeth was staying at her friend’s house and I was still mulling over the idea of going to Grayson’s house again.
Mom was the only one who seemed to be in a good mood. She kept glancing around the table, waiting for someone to say something.
“How was school, Juliette?” She asked.
I looked up from my plate. “It was okay. Boring as always,” I said with a little laugh.
“What about you, Paul?” she asked.
He cleared his throat. “It was fine.”
Mom turned to Todd. “Work?”
Todd sighed. “Didn’t go as planned.”
“Oh, no. Did your meeting get cancelled again?”
“Yeah,” he grumbled.
I looked over at Paul who was just playing with his food.
Mom
