CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN

Of course, Molly and I don't talk the whole way back to the house. We leave plenty of space between us. The line has been drawn, and neither one of us wants to cross it. Neither one of us wants to spend any more time with each other than we have to.

Neither one of us also wants to cause a commotion within the family. So, as we approach to the house, we walk closer to each other. We pretend like we're friends. I don't want to cause trouble for anyone, especially not Brian’s family.

“How was your walk,” Diane asks, as we enter the house.

“It was wonderful,” I say. “I'm enjoying getting to know everyone. And I'm thankful for you all welcoming me here.”

Molly seems upset at that, but I doubt she'd want me to tell the family what she said to me. I doubt she'd want Brian to know.

I need to talk to Brian. That's all I know for sure. I need to talk to him and try to make sense of what’s going on here.

“That's wonderful that you girls are getting along,” Diane says. “You’re fitting in w