Chapter 9
Dinner dragged on at an excruciating rate. Conversation was scarce, the tension still high. Her mother stared at Mike like he was a bug that needed to be squished, Ron seemed to keep staring at all the furnishings in the room as if appraising it in his head. Grandma was even quiet though she did keep kicking her under the table and pointedly looking at Mike.
She knew she shouldn’t stay mad at him. It wasn’t his fault if the almost kiss didn’t mean anything. She didn’t want to lose him and yet she was the one giving him the silent treatment.
Destiny glanced over at him and frowned. Mike had seemed to shrink into himself as if trying to make himself as small as possible, which was impossible given his size. Her mother had been less than welcoming, which she knew would happen. Sa
