Daniel was getting restless. She had gone out that afternoon to see her mother, still had not returned, and was not answering his messages.
Everyone had arrived a while ago; his idea was to try to mend relationships now that the truth of what had happened was known.
Harry was holding Emma and felt the same uneasiness. Could it be that she did not want to see him again? Maybe she was purposely delaying so she would not have to show up because he was there. But Deanna never hid in that manner.
Someone told him that a car was pulling in. He looked out the window and, indeed, a car parked at the door, but no one got out.
"Should I wait for you?"
"Were you not afraid he would see you?"
"It seems to me he is already looking at us..." He gestured with his head toward the windo
