Gwen stared down at the folded piece of paper in her hands. Neither she nor Adam had moved since Harry walked away and or several seconds, they simply watched his back disappear into the crowd.
Gwen slowly looked at Adam when he was completely out of sight. “What do we do with this?”
“I have no idea,” Adam's eyes dropped to the letter. “Do you think we should open it?”
“No, I don’t know,” she sighed. “But what are we supposed to do? Keep carrying it around until Miranda magically reappears? And if he asks about it later?”
Adam didn't answer. He looked just as troubled as she felt.
Harry had specifically asked her not to open the letter, which would have been easy enough to ignore if he hadn't been watching her so carefully when he said it. There was something about the way he'd looked
