“What are you doing outside, Miss?” Max stared at the fireplace and saw the faint shadow of someone sitting there, then got up and approached.
Earlier, he had checked behind him. The place where the dry palm fronds lay spread out, and the two women were sleeping. He got up and sat down, blinking as he looked more closely. His eyes saw only Luna sleeping where Anna should have been, so he scanned the area and found the shadow outside.
Sitting by the fireplace with her arms wrapped around her knees, Anna tilted her head toward Max as he approached. Her face was half-buried in the folds of her arms, and Max caught a glimpse of the wet, reddened edges of her eyes.
Max’s brow furrowed. “Are you crying?” He took a seat beside her. “What happened? Did a bug bite you inside?”
Her tears made hi
