Chapter Eight
A Walk In The Park
For two weeks after the “Estate Party” Daniel gave me knowing looks and vague statements about making “plans”. I knew the looks came from him recognizing me at the estate, but what was this other thing about? Was he going to send me back to the estate on some kind of loan out? And what would Stephanie think about that? I wondered if Daniel told her. But she didn’t act different toward me. Yet. But when she announced we were going out, without Daniel, she said so with a sharp tongue and narrowed eyes.
First stop was South Coast Coffee for dinner. As Stephanie decided and ordered what I would eat, I still couldn’t really tell if she knew. But when the waiter left she squeezed my leg under the table. Her nails dug into my flesh.
“I don’t know wha
