He wasn’t wrong, but that didn’t mean we were backing down.
“We’re not running,” I said.
Gramps nodded.“This town’s big enough for everyone.If they don’t think so, they can be the ones to leave.”
Twister closed his eyes for a second, then opened them.Something settled there.“We’re not leaving,” he said.
Nugget huffed.“So what?We just sit around and wait for them to pick us off?”
“How the hell is Tempi supposed to open the bar like this?”Rev added.
Twister looked down at Tempi.
She sighed.“We can’t reopen,” she said.“Not right now.I’m stubborn,” she added.“But I’m not stupid.I’m not risking lives for a few beers.”
Twister pressed a kiss to her lips.“It’ll open again,” he said.“Just not yet.”
“We can still work on it,” Britta spoke up.
Everyone looked at her.
“We lock the doors.No one comes in.We just keep fixing it.”
Twister nodded.“That’s fine.But no one’s alone anymore.Groups of three minimum.”He glanced at me.“And we all stay here.”
“Massive sleepover,” Tempi said with a laugh.
“And what about everything else?”Sully asked.
Twister looked around the room.“We stick to the plan.Wheels talks to Goldie.We keep digging.We stay together.”
No one argued.
Because there wasn’t anything else to say.The room slowly broke apart.
Everyone was moving, cleaning, and just doing something to dodge the heaviness of the day.
I looked down at Britta.
She looked up at me.
“Was that just like church?”she asked.
I chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to her lips.“Yeah.But don’t get used to it.”
“Sure,” she teased.
Then her expression shifted slightly.“I should go back to my apartment.Grab some stuff.”
I nodded.“Nugget,” I called.
He looked up from where he was helping sweep.“Yeah?”
“Come with us.We’re grabbing her things.”
“Got it.”
Britta’s eyes lit slightly.“Can we take your bike?”
