I arrived at the bus station late Saturday night after saying goodbye to my family and putting Casey to bed. Walt and I sat in the SUV, waiting for the bus to appear. It would arrive at midnight.
“You know we’ll never live it down, right?” he said as he played with my fingers.
“You mean how loud we were that night?” I chuckled. “Nope, and I don’t want to. This way, everyone knows we’re back together, and there won’t be any questions to the contrary. My face may remain red for a while, though.”
“Yeah.”
True to form, Casey had knocked on Walt’s door at six in the morning on Friday. Thankfully, we had remembered to put on T-shirts and sweats after cleaning up in the shower the night before so she wouldn’t see any adult bits.
She’d jumped on the bed and demanded cereal, not the least bit
