The pause on the line was telling. She simply wasn’t sure what it implied. Didn’t trust her judgment where this young man was concerned.
“You told him about me?” Ryan’s voice was less confident as he asked this question.
“Yes.”
“What did he say?”
“That he’s positive nothing else happened.”
“You asked him about the bones? Did he say if he’d ever made a connection between them and what happened to you?”
“No.” She slowed herself down. Picked some lint off the new maroon-and-rose coverlet on the daybed. “I didn’t tell him anything you said about the night of the party.” She hadn’t been ready to push him that far.
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