Beth’s mouth opened and then closed with no words making it past her lips. She looked like a landed fish and in that moment, felt like one as well.
What was she supposed to say? She hadn’t thought about how her words would somehow reflect the attachment Kaleth had formed with her because she truly hadn’t been thinking about that, but the boy’s mother and her own mother instead.
Maybe she had to tell Santiago that so that he stopped looking at her like he was trying to decide whether to shoot her or eat her. Frankly speaking, trying to read the man was frustrating Beth because half the time she thought she was wrong and the other half dreaded what she saw.
But just as her lips parted again in an attempt to dig herself out of the hole she’d accidentally fallen into, her phone rang.
Natu
