42. Fledgling Love
We left the Manuscript Library a few minutes before closing. Martin was as happy as can be. April and Kellan were exchanging glances of yearning and bewilderment.
“May I invite you all to dinner?” Kellan asked the moment we left the building.
“We would love to,” April said.
“Can I pick you up at your hotel in, let’s say, an hour?”
“Oh, …