Chapter 3
The Rose Hollow Inn Restaurant was actually adjacent to the inn itself. Becky had only dined there a couple of times, but she noted that the menu was different, and they no longer needed pictures on them. She and LJ sat across from each other. Maybe this was a bad idea. Becky was never sure what to say to LJ. They were in the uncomfortable position of LJ being two and a half years older than her and getting along better with her mother. Whenever it felt as if they had made some movement, then stepped back again.
She was never sure what to do.
"This is nice,” LJ said, the first words spoken since they had sat down fifteen minutes ago. Becky nodded. It was nice. The last afternoon sun streamed in through the windows, shining on them. LJ placed her phone face down on the table. "
