Grace leaned forward. “Tell us.” Fred’s father didn’t need further encouragement. Mai and Grace made room for him in the circle and Mai handed him a bowl of stew. “I’ve travelled the world,” he said. There was a gleam in his eye. Or was it the flick...
Her mother had sighed five times, glared three times, and was sure to speak at any moment. “Grace—” Here it comes, Grace thought. “Umm, Mom, what happened to the car?” she asked, trying to delay the inevitable. “It wasn’t in the driveway last night.” “The car? Oh, it broke down on me while I was ...
Rachel reached down as if to pick a flower. Then she stopped and looked back at Alex with a wide smile. “Don’t kill the flowers, right?” “Right.” Rachel brushed her fingertips over the petals of the flower before straightening up and continuing alon...