Chapter 12

Carefully, slowly, I laid my hand on his shoulder. He froze. I wasn’t even sure he was breathing. But he didn’t pull away.

“I’m not upset or anything. Just confused,” I murmured.

“Yeah? You sure?”

“I’m sure.” I couldn’t quite zero in on what I wasfeeling, but it definitely wasn’t anger or anything remotely like that. A little hurt, because we’d been talking about it for days, and he’d been my source of common sense through the whole thing. And it had been him all along, so it made sense he’d been confident in his assertion that the treats were safe and well-intentioned.

“Good. That’s good,” he whispered. He relaxed a little, but not completely. I patted his shoulder and moved my hand.