Page 94 of Havoc's Fox
“Who’s leaving?” Janie asked, walking into the living room.
“I am. I talked to my boss and the rest of my team this morning. One of the crates we sent to the museum from Malta had some broken pieces in it. They need me to come back and identify all the pieces and see if I can repair them.”
“Oh, no! It seems like you just got here.”
“I know. But I figure Mom and Dad are away on vacation anyway, and it is my job, so, I’m just going to go ahead and start home.”
“When are you going?”
“Tomorrow. I was going to head out early but Emmalyn says I have to wait until she wakes up and then she’ll take me, so it might be after dark.”
Janie laughed. “That girl does like her sleep.”
“Always has,” Analise said.
“Speaking of, where is she?”
“She’s over at Brandt’s with him and Tempest and probably chasing after Barron if she gets half a chance.”
“You should go visit, too.”
Analise shook her head a little too emphatically. “I’ll just stay near my house.”
“There a problem?” Daisy asked.
“Not really.”
“Sounds like a problem,” Daisy said.
“I’m gonna get you girls something to snack on, then let you two visit. You don’t need me around getting in the middle of things,” Janie said.
“That’s not true, Aunt Janie,” Analise said.
“It’s okay. I have things to do anyway.”
Analise just smiled, not feeling much like chitchatting and wondering now why she even bothered coming over if she wasn’t in the mood for a visit.
“Are you finished packing?” Daisy asked, walking over and sitting down.
“Yes. I didn’t bring much with me,” Analise answered, following her and sitting on the same sofa.
“You should spend the rest of the day here. You said yourself you’re just waiting for tomorrow. I’m guessing your flight is tomorrow.”
“It is, late tomorrow afternoon.”
“So, hang out with us. Better than being by yourself all day.”
Analise smiled. “I’ll stay for a little while.”
“I thought I saw you leaving early this morning,” Daisy said.
“I did. I went to Havoc’s house to pick up Harley and we went bird watching.” Analise's face lit up as she talked about Harley. “She loves to go for walks in the morning because the birds sing lots and lots of pretty songs.”
“I understand. She’s not wrong.”
“No, she’s not.”
“You really love her.”