“You think?” I ask, raising my gaze to him.
He smiles brightly. “Definitely. Just let us know when, and we’ll have everything ready for him. Hell, drop him off for a few hours. Less pressure on you, and he’ll be able to get some time to himself. It might do him good to have a little time away from Nora and to just be.”
Relief nearly makes my knees weak. “Do you think it would help?”
Theo nods. “Molls was one of the few things that helped me at the height of my depression. There’s something really freeing about being on a horse. There’s something healing about it too. Besides, he seemed to really like her, and Hunter was great with him. There’s nothing wrong with letting him have another person he can trust in.”
That’s true. And I trust Hunter. Maybe not as much as I would Luca or Theo, but I could. In time. Especially if he’s able to pull Salem out of his shell some.
“Alright. I’ll talk to him about it and see if he’d want to go. You’re sure Hunter won’t mind?”
The last thing I want is to inconvenience him. Kids can always tell when they aren’t wanted around, and I’m not about to put my baby brother through that.
“He won’t mind at all, but if it makes you feel better, I can text him and double-check.”
I trust Theo at his word, but I still don’t want to put Salem in a position that’s going to make him feel bad about himself, so I nod. “If you don’t mind.”
When Theo takes his phone out of his pocket, Luca snorts. “I think all of you have lost your minds getting on horses like that.”
Theo laughs. “Molls is a big baby.”
“Key word, big,” Luca says, side-eyeing him.
I shake my head with a smile. “It’s not for me either, but hey, if it makes Salem happy, I’m all for it.”
Theo grins at his phone, then turns it around to show me the message on the screen. “See, told you he wouldn’t mind.”
It’ll be good for him, I think. Getting out of the house and enjoying something just for himself. If those horses really are as healing as Theo claims, maybe that’s exactly what Salem needs to start feeling more at home here in Silverpine.
I sure hope so anyway.
Chapter 29
Arlo
Schoolpickuplinesarethe actual fucking worst thing ever.
You get a bunch of grown-ass adults in a long line, and it’s like all their critical thinking skills go away.
No one knows how to drive. No one knows how yielding works. No one knows a fucking thing.
Me
School pickup lines are an invention straight from fucking hell.
Jasper
Oh? Why’s that, baby boy?
Me
I have no idea WHY it is. But I’ve never seen so many people in one place who can’t fucking drive.
The line moves the smallest bit.
Me
Line’s moving. Gotta go. Love you.
