“Hey,” Magnolia said, her smile replaced with sternness, “it should be the other way around. I’m the adult. I should be making sure he’s alright.” Killian and I stared at her in silence. Then, our glances went to each other at the very same moment. We shared a look between us. A look that said, “Let her think that, but watch her anyway.” It was probably the first time Killian and I had ever agreed so instantly or communicated so effectively. And we’d done it without speaking a single word.
