They all rose. Several Sanctum people returned to the campsites in silence, while others stayed behind to say parting words to the estate residents. Jonah had half a mind to converse with Jonathan about other matters when someone tapped his shoulder.
It was Rheadne.
“Terrence, I think that Vaughn had some interest in your pecan waffle recipe,” said Reena.
“Reena, anybody can put pecans in a waffle mix—oh.” He got the point. “Oh. Right.”
They walked off, leaving Jonah and Rheadne alone. After several awkward moments, Rheadne broke the silence.
“I really f****d up, didn't I?”
“Oh yeah,” Jonah agreed. “No need to sugar-coat it.”
Rheadne rolled her eyes, but she seemed angrier and more frustrated with herself than anything. “Would it mean anything if I apologized?”
The speech that Jona
