chapter 37
Two nights later, Tony and Klara were hosting their dinner party. After a somewhat awkward dinner, Klara and Debbie sat in the lounge while Tony and Keiron tidied the kitchen. "How are things?" Debbie asked her cousin as she poured herself a drink from the bar. Klara sighed, nursing her iced tea with both hands. "It's good," she started, "but he seems distracted. I don't think he's as happy to move on as he says he is." "Have you spoken to him about it?" Debbie sat next to her. "He swears he's fine," Klara shrugged, "I'm trying not to push. I'm glad he's home but I don't want him hiding how he's really feeling." In the kitchen, Tony was working up the courage to ask Keiron what he knew. "So," he began, "have you spoken to your brother recently..." "Yes." Keiron answered fast,
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