CHAPTER 34 | Caleb
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The morning staff meeting will be done by now, I think, sinking into one of Tate’s plushy leather armchairs while I wait for him. Ellie will be off riding and doing chores and heading for Mrs. Mar’s any time now. Even if I wanted to catch up with her, I couldn’t make it back in time.
Not that I want to catch up with her.
“Hey,” Tate says as he opens his office door. We’re supposed to do lunch today, but I’ve been waiting for a half hour and from the looks of it, Tate’s been busy. He has a handful of file folders in one hand and is unbuttoning his suit jacket with the other. “Glad you’re here. I’m starving. What do you want for—” He stops and stares at me. “You look like hell. What’d you do last night?”
I think about my possible responses, running through ev
