Annalise washed the melted sugar off her hands and mouth while Rafael waited for her. 'Him buying me an apple does not mean that I owe him. That was an act of kindness. Grandmother cannot get angry with me if I ever kill him. I have to hope she never finds out.'
Annalise's grandmother claimed many times that even though she was not with Annalise, she had a gift to know what her granddaughter was up to. That nature would tell her. Annalise was certain the nature her grandmother spoke of was a little bird named Thomas.
Thomas was scared of her grandmother and could never keep his mouth shut.
"I am finished," Annalise said, flicking the cold water from her hands. She stood up and found Rafael leaning back on a tree, watching her. His gaze would never stop making her feel like he was looking directly into her soul. "Where must you go next?"
"Home unless there is something you need. Get whatever you need while I am here in the market with you."
