-Nathan-
Megan had changed. When I noticed her mother wanted to talk to her, I had let them, not wanting to interfere, but now I wondered if I should have. Megan was the last one to sit down, but she was unusually quiet, and I wondered what her mother could have said to affect her like this.
Megan was poking at her food, lost in thought. I had never seen her like this, and it worried me. This was our chance to impress my grandfather, yet she was like a ghost at my side, giving Shane the opportunity to steal the spotlight.
I couldn’t allow that to happen, so I leaned closer to her, placing my hand on her thigh. It seemed to bring her back to the present, and she turned her head to look at me.
"Are you okay?" I whispered.
She glanced over at her mother, who was seated further down the
