After a restless night of sleep, Kate nervously followed Mallory downstairs for breakfast. Terrified to see her father or hear what he might have to say about the previous night’s events, Kate did her best to make herself invisible by slouching into a corner of the breakfast nook and sipping on a glass of orange juice, while Mallory and her dad made omelets.
“Good morning, Kate!”
Kate had become absorbed watching the waves roll onto the beach through the window when Dr. Logan’s booming voice made her jump.
“Oh! G-good m-morning, Dr. Logan,” she said with a quivering voice as her eyes met his and blood immediately rushed to her cheeks.
“Did you sleep alright last night?” he asked with a smile.
“Y-yes,” Kate lied.
He seemed to be acting like nothing unusual had happened at all. Maybe h
