“Yeah, but you know Boston winters.” He shrugged off the name, lifting his head after a moment. “Fill me in on what’s happened, babe. At least let me know why you’re so upset at my absence.” His hand found her soft hair and he twisted a lock around his finger as he waited for her to speak.
The Loupes really were out of the loop, weren’t they? The easiest way to explain what had happened to her would probably have been to show him, but she wasn’t going to do that here. She moved on to another topic instead. “Nothing much,” Zoey began, straightening back up in her seat and tracing the grooves in the table. “Crazy teacher got executed. Genevieve’s dating your brother. You went away and didn’t text your girlfriend or tell her where you went, which definitely didn’t send her crazy, and I have apparently acquired a mother.”
