“ It’s nothing“ he said, without looking up. It makes me mad because his tense body says otherwise. I mean, what was he even doing here ? Simon was gone, so why was he still lording it up in my house like he owned it. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of trying to drag whatever this was out of him. “ You can leave. Simon is gone. I need to paint and order food again. I haven’t had a chance to go food shopping “. I huffed in annoyance that his secrecy was starting to get on my nerves.
Going to the boxes that were still stacked up in the corner, I started getting out all the stuff I needed and the stuff I’d bought from Doug’s. I was going to start painting here, then I’d paper when all that was done. “ I could eat. There’s an amazing Chinese restaurant that delivers from town “ he
