When Baron left in such a hurry, I looked at Ethan confused. Was there something that I was missing? What had I not seen?
I looked between Ethan and Mrs. Hudson. Both seemed equally as shocked at Baron’s flat out refusal to accept our invitation.
“Is he alright?” I inquired.
Mrs. Hudson shook her head, puzzled, “He was asking about a camping retreat for four or five of the children. Maybe he felt like he was being ignored, or you two were being favored.”
I thought about the suggestion - I supposed it made sense given everything. Baron was usually the center of attention when he stepped foot in the orphanage. Sometimes it was hard to go from one way to another.
“He could also be busy that night,” I ponder aloud. His tone may have been accidental. Sometimes that could happen, not me
