Chapter 18
“You’re in a good mood.” Nathan leant against the galley doorway.
“I’m always in a good mood.” I tried to relax my face but I couldn’t shift the grin that had been plastered there all week. Even working alone, I was smiling to myself.
“Yeah, but there’s something different this trip. You’ve got this silly grin.” Nathan waggled his finger in my direction.
George returned from disposing of the food scraps. “Hey.”
Nathan stepped aside to let George through. “You do, too.”
“I do what?” George put the bucket away.
“Have a stupid grin. Do you two have a secret stash of booze in here somewhere?” Nathan opened the nearest cupboard door.
“No, it’s just—”
“Shorty’s been telling me jokes all morning.” I gave George ‘the look’.
“Uh, yeah.” He forced a chuckle.
Nathan closed the c
