I never would have recognized you. Come on, let’s sit outside and drink our lemonade.” Charlie carried the glasses and followed. Large wicker chairs with comfortable cushions in a floral pattern awaited them. Janelle propped up her foot and got settled as Jason’s ATV disappeared behind the barn in a cloud of dust. Janelle’s eyes narrowed as she sipped her lemonade. “Did I notice some tension between you and Jason?” Her aunt was watching her carefully. “I thought I detected a bit of frost in the air, and I didn’t hear you thank him for picking you up.” Charlie kept her gaze on her glass, watching the condensation roll down the side. “You’re right,” she murmured. “I kinda snapped at him when he first showed up.” “Why?” Janelle leaned forward and Charlie raised her eyes. Her aunt’s brow was furrowed and her green eyes were troubled. Charlie took a deep breath. “This is going to sound really lame, but when I got off the bus and nobody was there I got the strangest feeling.
