Nova
When the door opened, it was a thrill to watch Aaron’s face shift from curiosity to surprise to full-fledged relief.
“Nova,” he breathed.
His gaze drifted to Colby as if unwilling to stop looking at me. The smile he offered Colby was surprisingly understanding and genuine. “Welcome back, Colby. Please, come in.”
We entered the dramatic foyer, and Aaron kept looking me over as if I were a marvel to behold.
“Look, man,” Colby said, scratching the back of his neck, “I’m just the ride. If you’ve got a book or something, I can hang out by myself while you two…” he hesitated, his eyes snapping to me, “catch up.”
“Of course,” Aaron said. “Thank you for bringing her. I’ll show you to the library.”
We followed Aaron down a hallway on the first floor. “Isn’t the library upstairs?” I said
