“Everything okay?”
He jumped as Serena put a hand on his arm. “Yeah. Yeah. Sorry, I just hadn’t seen this in a while. It brought back a couple things I haven’t thought about in a while.”
Serena dropped her hand, making him wish it was right back where it had been. “Anything you can share?”
He shook his head. Sharing wasn’t his strong point, and he wasn’t even sure where to start. Mom? The Coach? The fight?
“Well, anyway, you might want to drop in at the Depot and thank Betsy for hanging onto it all these years.”
God damn. He swiped a hand across his forehead, where sweat beaded. What were the chances that this pendant would reappear in his life? It was crazy.
“Sorry it didn’t turn out to be a real clue,” he told Serena.
She was looking at him oddly, as if still trying to make sure h
