Henry appears then, freezing momentarily as he spots Violet, mid-flip with a pancake. “Hi.” “Hi.” “I had no idea you were here,” he says slowly. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen Henry blush, but his cheeks are flushed red. “Obviously not.” She wrinkles her nose as she returns to her pancakes. “I guess we’re not eating at the counter. Is the table safe?” He shoots me a “Thanks for warning me” look. “Welcome back.” I overcompensate with a wide smile. “I hope you’re hungry!”
