Chapter 38 Andrew
Andrew knocked on Ward’s door with a soft tap of his knuckles. He waited, nodding as someone went into the room next door. Did he go to bed already? Andrew wondered, turning away from the door.
Did he go to bed already?He paused when he heard a sigh and the sound of bedsprings creaking.
“Come in,” a muffled voice said from inside.
Andrew opened the door to find Ward stretched out on his bed, his boots hanging off the bedpost by the laces.
“Hey,” Ward said. “Right, you wanted to talk tonight. I am sorry, I was going to meet you downstairs, but…” he said, sitting up and rubbing at the short beard that had grown in the past few days. “That doesn’t matter. What did you want to talk about?”
“You guys really are leaving tomorrow, aren’t you?” Andrew said, sitting in th
