Jonas’ eyes widened when he realized what Linnea was thinking, and he tried to calm the young woman down as she stared at Elizabeth as if she was really a ghost.
“Linnea… we can talk about this when we get back to the van, OK?”
Elizabeth looked at the pair with her brow furrowed. She had no idea what they were saying, but it was bothering her.
Jonas felt trapped between the pair of them, and he was not in the mood to act as a translator when he had really only wanted to pick up supplies before they figured out where they were going to stay for the next month.
Elizabeth continued to wander around the store, looking at the items and figuring out what they were.
She wasn’t in the right frame of mind to pick out food for them, but it was a way of passing the time while Jonas talked about
