Fourteen
When Lindsay walked out of Donovan’s three days later on Tuesday, Henry and Noah were waiting for her in his truck. Instead of getting off the bus at her cousin’s like he usually did when Lindsay worked the dinner shift, Noah had gotten off at home and spent the afternoons with Henry. Her parents had left for Arizona early yesterday morning with the plan to meet up in Northstar on the twenty-first, and when they had suggested Sunday night before their departure that Noah might enjoy being at home in the afternoons instead of at his cousin’s and that he might also be more likely to get his homework done immediately instead of drawing it out, Lindsay had surprised herself by agreeing. Henry had liked the idea, and Noah had jumped at the opportunity to spend more time with him. That
