Lucas POV
The next morning was quiet. We had breakfast cleaned and packed up. For the most part, things seemed OK. The three of us didn’t talk about what happened the night before, mainly because we were unsure of it ourselves. The other thing that appeared odd was the tension that was around Quinn and Meg. After how happy they were yesterday, I had no idea what could have happened, but there have been all kinds of weird things going on around the lake lately, so who knows. During the drive back, Reed, Quinn, Levi and I stayed in our own thoughts. We stopped to drop off the Thatcher brothers and their gear as we were getting back into the truck, Reed and I got a link from Mom saying that she had invited Grandma and Grandpa for dinner, hoping that they would be able to translate the record
