Chapter 8
“Man, this is such a treat.” Shannon Graves was a cautious driver, her pace deliberate, her pop music playing at a respectable volume. “I forget how amazing it is to hear another American accent. I’m sorry if I keep saying that. I’m just so tickled you came to see me.”
“Thanks for driving me, Shannon.” Felix had slipped out after he finished up with the animals for the morning. In case the Malloys might notice his absence and send out a search party, he left behind a note reading simply “Went to town.” The walk to Shannon’s took a bit longer by road but he didn’t want to get dirty traipsing through the fields. Shannon had been only too happy to snatch up her keys and hurry out to her truck once he had asked for a ride.
“Oh, it’s my pleasure. Believe me. As friendly as people a
