Chapter 118

Frank poked him.

“What?”

“You’re not paying attention.”

“What more do you have to tell? Twilight threw a shoe, Sharps rode double with Steve—”

“He was sitting on Steve’s lap.”

“Oh.” Usually, when the girls rode double, they would straddle Socks’s back. Even Thomas, who’d turned four on their journey to the valley, would ride that way in front of Bart or Frank.

Although since George had taken to wearing dresses, when he rode with Bart, he did tend to sit crosswise on Aramis…on Bart’s lap one might say.

“Yeah, oh. In addition, Twilight wasn’t limping. After Steve and Sharps bedded down—next to each other, I might add—I took the time to examine Twilight’s feet. He had all his shoes. And now those two are in each other’s pockets.”

“Well, that’s nice.”

George was surprised when Frank grinned and said, “It is, isn’t it?”

“And it doesn’t bother you, two men together?”