GWEN POV
“It’s your father.”
I didn’t say those words out loud, but the thought was loud enough in my head. My dad was looking at April, and I could tell he liked her. He smiled, then turned back to me, his eyes on the shopping bag in my hand.
“Is that dinner? Thank goodness, I’m starving,” he said, rubbing his stomach.
“Yes, it is,” I replied simply.
He got up from his chair. “April, will you stay and eat with us?”
I quickly shook my head, hoping April wouldn’t agree. “No, Dad, you won’t want it. It’s just stuff I grabbed from the hot bar at the grocery store. It’s nothing special.”
April’s eyes lit up. “Oh, I love hot bar food! It’s the best kind of quick dinner.” She stood up right away and picked up the bag from the counter.
I stood too, and she linked her arm through mine. We
