Chapter Ten
"How early is early?"
It was a question that Lucy voiced as lightly as she could, without trying to sound like she was prodding the information out. Because while it had been only a day since Elise had received the phone call from her father...it had also been only a day since Elise had claimed that everything was fine. A day since she'd waved off the whole conversation with the flick of a wrist, as if she could physically banish all remaining thoughts of it by swatting it away like an invisible fly. A day since she'd kissed Lucy one last time for the night and promised—promised—that the rest of the details her father had told her weren't actually a big deal.
But Lucy had seen right through it, which is why she had biked all the way to the barn after her work shift at Starbu
