After several more tense moments, she lets out a breath, and her shoulders relax. “Sorry,” she says a little sheepishly as she tosses a rock to the ground. “I sort of woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.”
I take a seat on the edge of the pond, spreading my legs out in front of me and then pat the earth next to me. “Let’s see if I can’t make it a little better,” I winked up at her. “We’ve reached the end of the book. Don’t you want to know what happens?”
“Fine, I’ll forgive you, but I do it under protest,” she says with a small smile as she sits down beside me. I notice she keeps the usual distance that seems to put her just out of my reach in more ways than one.
“I’m so glad you could find it in your heart to keep from holding my transgressions against me.”
“Swift, shut u
