Chapter 95 – Treasure Trove

• Kent glares at me a little in the mirror and doesn’t say a word, shaking his head and letting me know – again – that it’s not any of my business. I curl my back a little in disappointment, wanting to know but…
• Well, if he won’t tell me. Then there’s nothing I can do. And with that expression on his face, I don’t think Kent wants to be pushed.
• “Well,” I continue, “what am I supposed to…do all day? When you’re gone?” I ask, sitting up and wrapping my arms around my knees.