It’s finally letting up.” Looking out into the damp trees and undergrowth, she could see that Sam was correct. The rain had slowed to a gentle drizzle and the clouds above were breaking apart. “I guess we should go tell Rob and Eliza,” she said before her mouth opened in a jaw-stretching yawn. “Now we can get back to the nice, warm van. After the day we’ve had, I could use a nap.” Just as Leigh grabbed each armrest of the rocking chair and prepared to push herself up, Sam placed a hand on hers. “Wait,” he said. “What?” Sam glanced away, his cheeks flushing. “I wanted to ask you something.” Leigh smiled, amused by his timidity. “”Okay, shoot.” His foot rolled a twig back and forth across the ripples of the porch’s old wood. “I, uh, noticed all your friends are dating each other. But why didn’t your, um…boyfriend…come with you on your trip?” “Well, I think the answer would be pretty obvious,” Leigh said with a little laugh. “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
