Todd retreats to his booth, but I can tell he doesn't want to be there. He keeps glancing at Petr.
I want Todd to be happy. I haven't seen him this excited about someone as he is this guy. His face glows like the prematurely displayed Christmas lights displayed in the windows. But I also don't want my brother around a stranger. At least, not until I'm certain this Petr wasn't sent to find us by the man who's tormenting us.
The stranger eats his pie, and I find myself looking between the two of them. It's not fair that Todd can't have friends or be happy or be normal. I don't get any weird vibes from the man named Petr. If anything, my stomach flutters when he looks at me.
I want so much for this town to be the last stop on our wild ride. I'm trying to make that the case in what ways I can. Todd deserves so much more. I may never really recover from all that's happened, but I'm desperate to ensure he does.
He's gazing at the stranger as if he's debating approaching him again.
Whatever it is about Petr, Todd likes him, and that puts me in an unexpected position.