Chapter 10: The Quiet OneI woke in the early morning to find Tony standing at the edge of my chair, watching me with his soft blue eyes, prodding me with his outstretched hand. His hair was wet, and he looked like he had just gotten dressed.
Good morning, I signed, smiling at the sight of him.
He stared at me with solemn eyes, did not respond.
How are you this morning? I asked, sitting up and stretching. Sleeping in the chair had been hell on my back and neck.
He continued to stare, said nothing.
Why are you so quiet?
He shrugged.
You hungry?
He gestured at me. Come on!
I followed him into my own room, where we found Jackson getting dressed in a running suit.
“Good morning, gorgeous,” he said, smiling at me.
“Y’all have been up already?”
“We went swimming. We’re not going to sl
