CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Aaron had been worried that going out on a family outing for a Christmas tree and inviting Alex to come along would end poorly. Yet as he watched Pen chatter about all kinds of things with Alex, Logan inserting his own comments at random, Aaron realized his anxiety hadn't been necessary.
"Did you even have the Internet when you were our age?" asked Logan as the quartet wandered the Christmas tree farm.
Alex laughed. "I remember a time when we didn't have the Internet. We'd have to look things up in books, at the library. You know, like encyclopedias?"
Logan shook his head. "I don't like books."
"That's not something to be proud of," said Pen.
Logan shrugged and then ran off toward the other side of the farm.
It was a chilly day in early December, the skies gray but
