CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN – KEEP YOUR EYES OPEN FOR CLUES

Clara considered for a moment, absently worrying her bottom lip between her teeth. "Well, let's look at this rationally for a sec. Say it is just Henry having some sort of weird, age-appropriate meltdown or midlife crisis or whatever. In that case, it's probably better to sit back and let him get it out of his system, you know?" She jabbed a finger towards the tabletop, nodding firmly. "But...if this keeps escalating into sketchier territory, then yeah, absolutely look into it. Trust those finely-honed gut instincts of yours, girl." Despite herself, Scarlett felt the leaden knot of tension in her stomach loosen somewhat at her friend's reassuring counsel. Drawing a fortifying breath, she squared her shoulders and gave a determined nod. "You're right. I'll keep my eyes peeled for any other weird signs over the next few days. If things don't settle back to normal soon, then I'll start asking some very pointed questions." "Atta girl," Clara affirmed with an approving grin, curling her