Borrowed Peace

Declan

Gwen replied fast.

Already on it.

I pocketed my phone.

Sisi was still on the bed, the book now closed in her lap, her fingers picking at the corner of the cover. She hadn't seen what I'd done. Good. I wasn't ready to explain it yet.

I sat back down on the edge of the bed beside her.

"You know what I think?" I said.

She looked up. "What?"

"I think your family spent so long trying to make you