Chapter Nine
The rest of the week passed by smoothly. Mason was still staying over but sleeping in her bed now. The puppy had gotten a name, Molly, and it seemed to be well received by her. It had been a long week though, waiting on something to happen. The anticipation was worse than everything else; she jumped at everything. With the weekend here, it was time for her to have a talk with Mason about their living situation. It might be time he went home.
She didn’t want to send him away, but this sneaking around was getting exhausting. After the Labor Day parade that was coming up, she would talk to him and see what was going on. Maybe Mary would keep Hunter for a bit while they talked. Nothing had happened in a while, and since Nate had found the spy spot, she felt somewhat safe enough.
