“Good morning, Genevieve,” He was standing with the car door open.
“Good morning, Charlie,” I sighed as I got in.
“Are you okay? You look a little--”
“I’m fine, Charlie, really. Please, just...let it go.”
He nodded and shut the door and walked over to the drivers’ side and got in.
“Was it something he did? Did he call and say something stupid?”
I looked up into the rearview mirror and his eyes were trained to mine.
“No, wrong brother,” I sighed again and leaned my elbow against the door and looked out the window as we drove through downtown.
“What did Preston do this time?”
“He offered me a job, a really good job. I should take the job if I know what’s good for me.”
I heard him huff, “Can I give you my opinion?”
I looked back to the rearview mirror and his eyes were on mine agai
