I'll day, the tension rises as I count down to the talk Dayne and I are going to have.
He’s going to want to know about Uncle Glynn, I tell myself, as I stare out of the window as the pack prepares for the BBQ.
Earlier, Luka and some of the others went into town to stock up on extra food and beers. No one invited me.
I considered asking, right up until I caught a glimpse at the forbidding expression on Dayne’s face and remembered his fury the last time I went.
Going into town would mean me going to the grocery store, which would mean me being around Fisher. A guy who likes me, according to Dayne. I see the knowledge of that on Dayne’s face, so I don’t say a word. Instead, I retreat to the den with Regan.
How am I going to get out of telling him about all the things I left behind: the
