Chapter 8: Dungeons and Dragons“Put on a jacket, honey. It’s quite chilly outside.”
Josh clenched his jaws and tried to shake Jett’s hand off his shoulder. Jett slid it down Josh’s back as he reached for Josh’s jacket and held it out for him.
Bobby squinted at the clothes hooks in the hall before he turned to watch Josh, a frown deepening on his forehead as he did. Josh didn’t know why he was frowning, or why he was looking at Josh is if to decide whether he was a total lunatic or someone to be pitied. Maybe he imagined it, but something feral glinted in Bobby’s eyes before they settled on the same collected expression as before. It didn’t matter. Soon, Bobby would see.
Josh clenched his unhurt hand and took a step towards the front door. It was too crowded in the hall with three grown
