River's POV
I kept stealing glances at Kobe as we sat down with my parents for breakfast later after we got back to Logsville. I would have lied if I said I wasn't worried about him. Kobe was unusually quiet all through the flight back to Logsville.
I had not gotten time to ask him what was wrong with him because we were almost running behind time by the time we got to Logsville.
Kobe wasn't a chatterbox, but he loved talking to my mum, and they somehow clicked. My dad had playfully asked my mum to adopt Kobe since they both seemed to like each other so much.
‘You seem very quiet Kobe. Are you okay?’ My mum asked. I was obviously not the only one who noticed his quietness.
I waited for Kobe to answer Mum, but when he didn't, I looked up from my food and called his name, but he didn't
