Alan nodded. “I’ll cook.”
He made pancakes and cut up pears and peaches and apples and bananas for fruit salad.
“This reminds me of the pancake house in town,” Bart said. “Remember?”
Adam nodded. It had been Ed-Fred-George’s favorite Sunday dinner place.
“Do you live here now?” Mimi said.
Alan said, “Yes.” She slipped her hand into his and squeezed his thumb. It felt good and unexpected.
“Are you going to tell her?” Billy said.
She withdrew her hand. “What is it.” Her voice was cold.
Billy said, “There’s no good comes of keeping secrets. Krishna and Davey are planning to attack Kurt. Krishna says he owns you. He’ll probably come for you.”