We cut through the parking lot, Serenya walked beside me, holding her envelope to her chest. I noticed that everyone had adapted to a loose semi-formation. Either consciously or unconsciously, sensing that this was for Serenya’s peace of mind.
“Would you like to ride with Dad and the girls again?” I asked softly. Even though she had ridden to the school with them, I didn’t want to assume who she wanted to ride back with.
“Think that I’d like to ride with you.” She said quietly, as she took a step closer to me. She had said it in a tone I hadn’t heard her use before.
Jax still heard her though. “There goes my chance at calling shotgun.”
“You still could have called it,” Kaelith says lightly. “You were in the passenger seat on the way here.”
Jax huffed a laugh, “You think Holt is going
