Chapter Sixty-Eight
Michaela
“Yeah. Hard to find a quiet spot here, you know.”
Not wanting to hold the game up, I kept heading in the direction of our lanes.
“Michaela.”
“I’m fine, Lincoln. Is it my turn?”
I walked quickly.
“Hannah was bowling.” Lincoln sighed. “Hey.” He touched my arm. I stopped. “Are you having fun tonight?”
My face softened at the subject change. “Yeah. Your friends are nice.”
“Good. Let’s catch up so you three can finish kicking our asses.”
“Yeah…who knew you guys would be this bad at bowling.”
Yeahthis badIt had been a fun game so far, so I didn’t want to ruin the moment with that phone call.
“Just in time!” Hannah said cheerily when I returned to our lane. “Do a decent bowl and we win!”
decent“Time to switch you from soda to water,” Jen teased.
“Oh hush
