Music in the Night (Logan 4)

no record breaker," Cary remarked. He leaned over

and inspected some of the blossoms.

We didn't harvest until the fall and even with

everyone helping it was still quite a process. It was

Cary's job to run one of the harvesting machines. He

had been doing it since he was ten.

"Looks healthy," he remarked. He gave May a blossom. Then he sat and put a twig in his mouth as he gazed out at the ocean. "So how was your dinner?

Are you a member of their family yet?"

"No, Cary. And you don't have to be so

sarcastic. We had a nice dinner," I added quickly. "Um." He glanced at me. "Everything all

right?" "Yes," I said.

"You don't look all that happy this morning." "I've been thinking about a lot of things," I said.

"Oh?"

"Things I have to work out for myself," I added.

He grimaced.

"Used to be a time when you and I trusted each

other with our problems, Laura."

"It's riot that I don't trust you, Cary. Sometimes

girls have to deal with girl issues, issues boys just

won't be able to understand."

"Sure," he said, his mouth twisted with

skepticism. "I'm telling you the truth, Cary Logan.

You don't have to sneer at everything I say." "You mean you're not going to discuss this with

your precious boyfriend?"

"Cary!"

"What?"

"Nothing," I said, shaking my head, my tears

escaping from the corners of my eyes.

"What is it, Laura?" he asked with a face full of

concern.