“Summer. Summer Rainault.”
She looked from Isaac back to Martin. “So … you’re visiting Isaac?” she tried. If Isaac had a cousin, why was he still living with the McCalls? Didn’t his family want to take him in? She didn’t say that — she didn’t want him to leave. Didn’t even want to suggest it.
”But of course,
it had been way too long.
I missed my baby cousin.”To be more specific, it had been at Camden’s funeral.
”Martin travels a lot,” Isaac added,
as if that somehow explained it.
She smothered a laugh. “Baby cousin, huh? I guess you’ve got my affliction then, Martin, looking younger than your age.” Chewing at her lip, she added, “So are there plans to show you around?”