I turn to Davis, my heart clenching, and look him dead in the eyes. “Listen, D, I know you’re worried about her. But I’ll make sure she’s okay. I swear it.” His mouth curves up at the corner. “I know you will.” Davis claps my shoulder, and the guilt from the last few days leaves me. “Although, I can’t say I’m thrilled about y’all goin’ off on some sort of choose-your-own-adventure game.” “They’ll be okay,” Charlie says. “They’re in town. If they need anything, they’ll call.” He looks at me. “We’re all here.” I shoot him a grateful look. Me and Fallon. Playing house. Just what we fucking need.
