Novel & Cerita Rory And Logan A Year In The Life

. As we drove, my thoughts turned back to the previous three weeks with Blair. It had started off difficult, with both of us nervous and on edge. But sometime along the way, things changed. Perhaps it was the night we spent chatting about our childhoods, or the time we got caught in an unexpected thunderstorm and ended up laughing like kids while splashing through puddles. Whatever it was, by the conclusion of our time together, I'd seen a side of Blair that I didn't know existed. Logan's voice broke through my reverie. "Did you have fun?" I turned to face him, shocked by the unexpected inquiry. His gaze was concentrated on the road ahead, and his knuckles were white on the driving wheel. "I

he squealed, bouncing in his seat. Scarlett groaned, rolling her eyes again. “Does it have to have birthday candles? Last time, Logan and River spit all over the cake.” Talon chuckled, shaking his head. “We’ll make sure they don’t do that again. Right, buddy?” Logan nodded solemnly, though his mouth was already stuffed with another bite of pancake. The rest of breakfast passed in a blur of syrup, laughter, and sticky fingers. By the time we were done, Logan was practically vibrating with energy, his little legs swinging off the stool as he chattered about his birthday plans.

He doesn’t need to be able to read their fates, he can read me far too well. “Ryann, is she the girl you were looking for? The one you were worried about?” He asks quietly. His expression is solemn. I give a small nod and a sad smile. Logan stiffens up for a moment and he frowns. I don’t know how much he knows, but he came over at some point during the search, so I’m sure he heard quite a bit since we were using this place as a home base. He would have put a lot together. Probably more than he should have to be honest. He stays deep in thought for a moment then straightens up and pushes his shoulders back. At this moment he looks far more mature than his eleven years would suggest. I wait to