Becca.
I wasn't entirely sure what was going on. Or better yet, what Neal and Allegra were up to. Their whispered conversations behind closed doors over the past few days while we were on vacation were confusing. It wasn't like them to hide things from me.
It wasn't like them to act this way in general.
“Sorry about that. I had to take a phone call.” Allegra laughed as she walked over with her very alcoholic mixed drink and a strawberry virgin daiquiri for me.
“No problem, you and Neal seem to have a lot going on the last few days.”
She gave me a quizzical look with a small confused smile as she took her seat on the lounge chair next to me on the back deck. “What are you talking about? I haven't been any different than I always am.”
“Is that so? Then what's up with all the secretive conversations with your brother behind closed doors?” As if she had been found out. Her lips parted, and she looked around, slightly worried.
“I don't know what you're talking about.”
