Chapter 21Lake
I’d become antsy in the afternoon, so Ben had called it a day. Then River had come home and taken one look at me.
“We’re going to cook for your man,” he said. “Rey! Cooking time!”
The speed Rey bounced down the stairs was comical.
I was put in charge of the salad, and Rey—along with River, when he was allowed to help—made the chicken casserole Theo loved.
Ben, on the other hand, had gone for a walk. The way River gazed after him as he walked out the door was…well. It made me sigh and turn away. I loved my best friend with everything I had, but I wished he would talk to Ben.
Not in the cordial way or the sort of hesitant, I hope I’m not upsetting you too much way they were doing these days. I wanted to lock them in a room and tell them they weren’t coming out before the
