I asked even those based on everything, I could adumbrate what it appeared to be going on. But I had to be mistaken. Flynn’s stare became confused and Sebastian turned to look at me with an expression that read he felt sorry for me. “What is going on?” I asked again sharply. Flynn completely ...
Tom and I sat opposite each other in solitary white wicker chairs. Maggie and Doug sat next to each other on a wicker sofa. Flynn planted himself between them, falling back laughing as they scooted apart to make room for him. Some of the dark spots were gone from his eyes. Still, he wasn’t quite ...