Travis silently looks up and nods with a satisfied smile. Some unspoken communication goes down between them, and a second later Logan tugs my elbow and stands. “Come on.” He takes off down the aisle in the opposite direction that we came in from and I have to scurry to catch up to him. I hear a “Bye, Allie,” from a sweet little voice behind me and I look to see little Logan waving excitedly. Waving back, I don’t pay attention to where I’m going and nearly trip onto the steps down. Logan must have heard little Logan too, because he stopped after only descending a single step. When I start to lose my balance, I reach out and place my hands just below his ribs. His back tenses up, but he doesn’t move away. Instead he smirks over his shoulder. “You’re kind of a klutz, you know this, right?” I narrow my eyes and regather my bearings. He offers his hand to help me down, but I wave it off, remembering little Logan’s question and the stares that seemed to be directed our way earlier.
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