#Chapter130
Evelyn’s POV
Hanging up the phone, I go do some washing, hanging out the last piece on the clothesline when I feel cold hands touch my shoulders making me jump with fright.
/"Geez, don’t sneak up on people/" I turn around and tell Orion. He runs his hands down my arms before I bend down picking up the empty basket.
/"What did you do today?/" Orion asks as we are walking inside.
/"Nothing much, washing, spoke to Lana/" I tell him not realising Ryland and Thaddeus on the back porch listening.
/"How did you speak to Lana, Evelyn?/" Thaddeus growls out as I reach the top step. I roll my eyes at his angry tone only for him to grip my chin forcing me to look up at him. He presses his lips together.
/"There is this thing called a phone, you know sends signals to a satellite in the sky allowing you to speak to people/" I tell him, and he growls at my sarcasm.
