Dane
Dane been upstairs showering and trying to get his head around exactly where they were, and that they didn't have to leave. When he finally dressed and decided to go find Lila, his heart was thumping. And it got worse when he got downstairs and she didn't answer him calling her name. But then he caught movement on the porch and breathed a sigh of relief, then chuckled at himself.
He was going to have to get used to being somewhere there wasn't a constant threat.
Lila was sitting sideways on the porch couch, her back to the arm closest to the door, a book in her hands, but she wasn't reading. She was looking out over the lake. And she was smiling.
As soon as he opened the door, she turned, smiling at him. "Hey, look at you! You're barefoot!" she said, her eyes widening at his feet.
He blinked and looked down. "Is that bad?"
