Chapter Twelve
Even though I have been careful throughout the trip to Jamaica to put on sunblock, I am still paranoid that Amanda or Jon will take one look at me and see right through me. However Jon is on the phone when I arrive at the restaurant and Amanda is typing away on her phone. Her nails are a bright blue and shine under the morning light. I still feel tired and instantly order the largest coffee they have.
Amanda looks up after I order. “All done with your sudden family business?”
“Yes,” I reply.
The way she looks at me lets me know she doesn’t believe for a second I went back home. I am hoping she won’t press it in front of Jon, whose eyes are darting between the two of us. He looks tired but otherwise the same. I ignore the constricting of my heart when I see him. I quickly
