Chapter 26

Turning, I find my sister asleep, her arm curled beneath her head like a pillow, the magazine fallen to the floor. The noise from her headphones has stopped. “Figures,” I say, keeping my voice low. With any luck, she’ll sleep the rest of the trip.

Dan laces his fingers through mine and concentrates on the road ahead. We sit in an easy silence that somehow says more than anything we could hope to convey with words alone. I love this quiet surrounding us, I love how comfortable we are together.

A little while later when we pass beneath a green road sign for Baltimore, he asks me, “Are you getting hungry?”

I shrug. “A little,” I admit. Then I look at the dashboard and notice the time, almost one in the afternoon, and as if that’s a catalyst, my stomach rumbles. I press the back of Dan’s hand to my belly and he laughs. “I guess so,” I say, grinning. “What do you have in mind?”