Chapter Twenty-FiveThalia knew something was going on, she just didn’t know what it was. Her father and Yiannis had been giving each other meaningful looks all evening. It was as if they were trying to communicate with each other silently, but they weren’t quite sure what the other was trying to say.
As she ate her last bite of a delicious apple pie, she finally couldn’t take it anymore. “All right, what is it?” she asked, looking from one man to the other.
“What is what?” her father asked innocently.
“Thalia, would you care to go for a walk in the garden?” Yiannis asked, completely ignoring her query and her father’s response.
“A walk?” she asked.
“Yes. In the garden,” he said, completely innocently.
“I think it’s raining,” she answered, peering out the windows. It wasn’t quite dark
