It was already late into the day, Sarah, Elaina, Meredith, her two sons Josiah and Julian, Meredith's granddaughter Sheila, who was about two, my unit, and I were sitting down to dinner.
The sun was already starting to set. All of us were gathered outside, in the back of Elaina's home.
We were seated at two different picnic tables. We were just talking about whatever came up.
But I noticed a difference between Sarah and Nate. Something has changed. I just can't quite put my finger on it.
I will just have to ask Nate later because Nate and Sarah seem to be sitting really close to one another. They are talking amongst themselves as well.
Now that I see it, Sarah is whispering into Nates' ear, and he is laughing about whatever she is telling him.
Nate looked up to see me staring a
