“Andy, you need to talk to me.” Laura slid in bed beside Andy wearing a short white cotton nightgown. She leaned on her pillow and faced him.
He could feel her watching him, but he didn’t want to talk. He’d walked away from her downstairs when she called out to him after he got home. He didn’t even turn around, and he knew he should feel like an absolute dog for it, but he couldn’t right now, because he had a giant hole in the center of where his heart should have been.
“Go to sleep, Laura.” He tossed his forearm over his forehead and shut his eyes. He could feel her pull away again, and she turned on her side and gave him her back.
“You know, Andy, I care very much for Jed and Diana, and you not telling me what’s going on has me thinking the worst for them. But the fact that you won’t
