“Not enough, but honest.”
Lauren pressed her lips together, hiding a smile.
Evan nodded.
“I understand.”
“No,” Mrs. Benson said. “You’re beginning to.”
The room went very quiet.
Not uncomfortable.
Just serious.
Mrs. Benson pointed toward the window.
“You see that building across the street?”
Evan turned.
A brick apartment building stood opposite, its fire escape continue reading …