“Where are we going to get the ingredients for your fabulous dinner you are making for us?” I grinned genuinely curious. “We have an indoor garden,” Griffin explained, walking into a small room that I had not yet explored. “We won’t stay in here long so that we don’t get the stricken coming back to the windows. “Yes, please. I would rather not have them as dinner guests,” I laughed. Griffin flipped on a flashlight since time had passed during our chat, and it was dark. “You made a good call to come to the school.” I complimented him. Ava stood in the doorway but seemed to be silent. I looked at her while Griffin had his back turned, making sure she didn’t feel left out of the conversation. She smiled and motioned for me to keep talking to him. He b...

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