Chapter 26. Till September

Wade POV

She walked back to the booth with her chin up and her face perfectly calm, and told me every word Brett had said in the same flat voice she'd use to read me a parts list.

Then she went to look at a 1952 Panhead with Jesse as if nothing had happened.

I stood there by the turntable and watched her lean over that Panhead's engine, pointing at something, laughing at something Jesse said, and I understood something about her I hadn't before. She wasn't calm. She'd just had twenty-seven years of practice at looking calm while the floor fell out from under her.

One way or the other.

I went outside behind the main hall where nobody could see me, and I called my brother.

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"I was about to call you," Eli said.