Thirty-Five
“Hi guys.” Noell swallowed and waved. Still stood in the doorway.
Bea popped up. “Hi.” She rubbed her eyes.
“Shoot. Did I wake her up?” Noell pointed at Bea.
Katty glanced over at the bed. “No. I think she was awake before you knocked.” She kept busy with the box on the desk. Her hair hid her face.
Noell glanced down the hall. Both ways. Shoulda stayed home. This was awkward.
Katty glanced up. “You can come in.” She smiled, then glanced around the room. “Doesn’t seem the same without Clarence, does it.”
Okay. Maybe Noell had misread Katty just now.
Noell stepped in.
Bea smiled at her.
“How are you feeling?” Bea was so pretty. Brown eyes were huge, framed with dark lashes.
“I’m good.” She patted the bed beside her. “Want to watch Daryl and Dumpty with me?”
“Uh, sure.
