You May be Right
Just then, I spot Jakob out on the street, heading in our direction. Suddenly I can’t help myself. I say, “Cheese it, the cops,” which breaks Anna into hysterics.
Isaac appears, damp rag in hand. He wipes down Fergus’ table. “What’s so funny over here, ladies?”
“Nothing. Just blowing off steam. This whole thing with Nona…”
Jakob steps into the building shaking water from his cap. He’s already zoned in on ou...