#Chapter8
Welcome to all things Gray
Nora
I showered, then changed my clothes. I came downstairs to find Nixon going through my fridge while Nash sat at the table.
/"What are you doing?/" I asked Nixon.
/"Getting a beverage,/" Nixon said, grabbing a bottle of water and closing the fridge door.
/"Do you always raid people’s fridges?/" I asked.
/"Listen, sweetheart. When you get involved with a Gray, the fridge is fair game,/" Nixon said, sipping his water.
I didn’t know how to respond to him. I sat down at the table.
/"So, you like Matthew,/" Nash said, surprising me with his comment.
/"We’re figuring it out,/" I said, not sure what to say.
/"Matthew is a good kid. He dealt with a lot,/" Nash said.
/"Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know,/" Nixon said, sitting down at the table. /"Listen, Matthew is half/Gray and half/Harper. He’s crazy like a Gray, quiet like a Harper, and has his grandfathers’ tempers./"
