Chapter Forty-Two
Lola pondered Merrow’s words as they pulled up to the beach house. The sun was fading beyond the waves of the water. Painting the waves of the ocean in hues of orange and purples.
Lola turned off of the keys and this time Merrow was out of the jeep before she’d undone her seat belt. This time he was half-jogging towards the cozy-looking beach house.
Sighing, she pulled the keys from the ignition and slid out of the jeep. Closing the door behind her, she walked over to the passenger and nudged it closed before she headed up to the porch where Merrow stood staring at the door.
“Are you going to knock?” Lola asked as she touched his forearm, pulling him from his thoughts.
“What if she is mad at me still?”
“Won’t know until you knock.” Lola said, her voice low an
