CHAPTER FIFTY TWO
RYKER
Caught up in organizing my cluttered table, I was completely oblivious to anyone's arrival until I felt her hand resting on my table's surface. When I looked up, I was taken aback by the sight of Roxanne's unexpected presence and her expression was devoid of emotion.
“Roxanne,” I chirped. “I guess the bird decided to leave its nest, eh.”
She shrugged. “ Nothing fun was happening.”
“I thought you weren't supposed to be walking yet,” I said as I eyed her crutches.
“Oh but I am,” she said and shot me a look that screamed ‘if looks could kill’
“What's with that face? Do you need something? Have you had anything to eat today?”
“Yes,” she said coldly. “You look occupied.”
“I really am occupied but I'm glad I came to see you and please stop giving me that look. I
