Chapter Twenty-Three
Padric shoved his phone back into his pocket and rejoined Ethan. “You okay here for a minute? I have to do something outside.”
“I’m ready to go. See you later, kids.” Ethan slapped some money on the counter and stood up. Damn, now Padric was stuck with Ethan when all he wanted to do was see what the hell Zoe was leaving in her car for him.
“How about an ice cream cone before we head back to the hotel?” he asked his friend.
“I feel like you’re throwing me a kid’s party. Pizza, ice cream, what’s next? A bouncy house?” Ethan ambled out of the pizza shop, his limp barely noticeable. Padric knew that he fought an ongoing battle against the effects of childhood osteosarcoma. When they’d first met, Ethan had been wearing a cast.
“Just showing off the wonders of Lost Harb
