Casually Mentioning the Neighbors
As they chatted, Maren casually mentioned the neighbors’ boat and how great it felt to reclaim her pier.
Rowan took a sip of her drink, her response unusually muted. “That’s great, Maren,” she offered, but her tone lacked enthusiasm.
Maren’s brow furrowed as she noticed the shift in energy between them. Was there something about the situation they weren’t addressing?
The light-heartedness of the afternoon seemed to fade, replaced by an underlying tension that hung heavily in the air.