Chapter 16

As if she knows I’m thinking of her, Miss Lucille comes closer, trapping me against the wall. “So, is it a yes?” she asks.

“Well,” I hedge, “I don’t want to put anyone out…”

Her smile widens. “Then it isa yes! Oh, I’ll tell Nana to fix another plate.”

I try to back out of it. “I don’t want to be a bother—”

But Miss Lucille shakes her head. “Hush. It’s no bother. I’ll enjoy the company. We won’t really be able to talk much, you know. We won’t be alone. But tomorrow…”

She lets that thought drift off as she heads back out into the hall. She’s right, actually. Tonight won’t be an intimate meal; there will be too many people around. All I have to do is keep my head down and remember my manners, and no one will even talk about me once I head back to the boarding house.

But tomorrow it will be just the two of us. And that terrifies the hell out of me. 14