Shady

“ None of us should be telling anyone ,” Zander said, giving him a pointed look. “They weren’t going to tell me until I sweated it out of Ky.”

Zander glanced at him. “… I doubt she’s planning to tell them that…”

Zander nodded again. “Sounds good to me… I wonder what all she’s going to write home about, literally.”

Zander nodded. “I’m sure she’ll be very glad to show you.”

“A weaver,” Zander corrected. “But he reinforced it with some planks. The craftsmanship is excellent.”

Zander nodded. “It’s very nice and she’s rightly very proud of it. Her father made it for her.”

“Oh, nice! Did Ky show you her box?”

“What sorts of crafts?”

Zander smiled at him. “So, what do you do when you’re not stalking? Or is this a full time profession?”

“Good vibes,” Zander agreed. “Best vibes.”

“Yeah, it’s not so bad,” Zander said good-naturedly, smiling. “You’re a likeable stalker at least. Plus ten out of ten… and you’re honest, which is nice. I don’t mind being ...

Zander laughed. “At least we’re aware of the stalking so you don’t take us by surprise.”

“Thank you.” Zander returned the smile. “I don’t know you well, yet, but you seem to be as well. Your energy has passed the Zander-gut-check,” Zander laughed. “But for real. ...

“Oh, uh… thanks.” Zander gave an awkward smile. “I try to be… as much as possible.”

Zander considered a moment, then nodded. “That would be good. I’ll be moving around a lot, more than usual, even. But I guess there’s no harm in saying where I’ll ...