Chapter 13Layne left the Folly very early Sunday morning. He’d said his goodbyes to the ghostly trio, with Lizabeth telling him in no uncertain terms she expected him to return as soon as possible. “Like next weekend.” He told he’d do his best, but no promises, which did little to placate her.
His farewell to Kieran was fraught with tension, both good and bad. They held each other, neither of them wanting end the embrace, or the kiss that ensued. Layne wished ending it wasn’t necessary, but he had no choice, which created another sort of tension. Tension brought on by the fact he couldn’t promise that his talk with Mitch would end as he and Kieran hoped.
Is my job so important? He knew it was. It had been his whole life until he’d met Kieran. Is it more important than him? In the throes
