“Are we going to quarrel?”

They hadn’t spoken the entire walk back to Takoda’s home. Not out loud or with their minds. The silence was heavy but neither one had known how to break the ice.

Ophelia had been tempted to stop at her place but she figured Takoda needed the comfort of a familiar location so they had made the trek to the mountain. They were currently standing in the hallway, just outside his bedroom door, when Takoda finally spoke up, timider than ...