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23. THE DRIVE HOME

Author: Phil
last update publish date: 2026-06-18 20:36:11

ELARA

Julian did not speak until we were through the gates and onto the dark road that led down from the hill.

His hands were tight on the wheel and his jaw was set and the composure he wore everywhere had thinned almost to nothing.

“What did she say to you,” he asked. “At the door.”

“You saw that,” I replied.

“I see everything where my mother is concerned,” he said. “What did she say.”

I looked at him and made a decision in that second to give him part of the truth and watch what he did with i
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