Allison gave a quick, “Okay.”
Willow’s husband was crouched by the stove, feeding the fire. Brooklyn, meanwhile, was off to the side, entertaining Willow’s two-year-old son, Harry.
After finishing up with the veggies, Allison glanced over her shoulder and caught sight of Brooklyn and Harry playing together. She raised an eyebrow and grinned. “Wow, Brooklyn, I never pictured you as someone who actually likes kids.”
Brooklyn always had that icy vibe about her—sharp, distant, not exactly the warm and fuzzy type. Liking kids just didn’t seem like her thing.
With a completely straight face, Brooklyn dangled a superhero toy in front of Harry. “He’s kind of entertaining,” she said flatly.
Allison: “...”
Willow and her husband: “...”
The whole room seemed to freeze.
Silence.
The kind of silence that makes you want to crawl under the table.
A few seconds ticked by before Allison let out an awkward laugh and turned to Willow. “Sorry about her. Seriously, don’t mind Brooklyn—she’s just not great with words. She meant Harry is cute, I promise.”
Willow’s mouth twitched, half amused, half confused. “Your friend’s definitely... something.”
Allison shrugged, smiling. “She hardly ever hangs out with kids. It’s new for her.”
—
When dinner was ready, everyone gathered around the round table. Just as they were about to dig in, Willow’s phone rang.
She glanced at the screen. “It’s a number from Oak Lake. Is that someone for you?”
Allison shrugged. “No idea. Maybe. Just answer it and see.”
Willow picked up. “Hello? Can I help you?”
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