Chapter 2
Craig
They rolled past the Welcome to Hannibal sign and into the quaint old-fashioned town just after 11:00 A.M., and Craig was starving. The candy bar he’d eaten had barely made a dent in his hunger. He gave a sidelong glance over to Mitchell and sighed. His friend had been quiet for the last half hour or so. Something was on his mind and he wasn’t telling Craig about it.
He’d hoped that this trip—this time spent together—would give him the chance to show Mitchell how he felt about him. But something felt awkward between them. Something was off, and Craig couldn’t put his finger on it.
“Want to grab some lunch before we head off on the tour?”
Mitchell nodded but stayed quiet—his gaze out the passenger window taking in the small town.
“Can you check your phone for a restaur
