“I’m going to make a sandwich,” she announced. “Do you want some lunch?”
“Maybe in a bit.”
Penny glanced at the desk. “Finished with your letter?” She walked inside as Angelo threw a stamp on the front.
“Just finished, yeah.” He licked the flap and flattened it closed. “Let me see…” Pulling open a drawer, he removed an old address book and flipped to a specific page. It was probably better to have all his important information digitally or something, but having it all written down was easier. Flipping to the page he needed, Angelo finished up the address and tossed the book back into his messy drawer. He paused, glancing at Penny, whose eyes were lingering on the drawer. “Something up?”
“Oh!” Penny jerked away. “No, fine. Just thought about something.”
“Right…” Angelo hesitated, but w
