Chapter 31 What Just Happened?

• When Ben finally drove us back to Sam's house the sky was already turning. Danielle hummed in the back seat. I sat in the front with the folded shirt under my hands, the scent of him still rising from the fabric every time the air moved, and for the first time since the island the thought of the coming days did not feel entirely like a threat.
• From the corner of my eyes, I saw him staring. Was it at the shirt? Or just me? Or because Danielle said it was his favorite shirt too?
• Shit! I should have asked.