April stared at him, perplexed. Nowhere? What was that supposed to mean? "I don't get you, Kyle."
He turned to her with a lopsided smile. "What were you thinking? That we would sail to London?" He relaxed his back to the ground as he spoke, placing both hands behind his head for a pillow. "Jay has a row of apartments down the road, and is offering us one." he paused to study her expression. "What? You don't like it?"
She shook her head. "No, not that. I am only surprised, you know."
Kyle sat up and glanced up ahead. "It's not forever. It's only for a while, till this whole dust settles." he paused again. "Then you can go back to your beautiful life in Brooklyn."
