Lettie wasn’t sleeping either, too wired up from the robbery, and she slunk into Wyatt’s room at three in the morning with hot chocolate and cookies.
“I’m probably gonna skip school tomorrow,” she announced, sitting down on Wyatt’s bed. “I think Dad and Justin will let me.”
“Because you’re so traumatized?” Wyatt asked wryly.
Lettie snorted. “I am if it gets me a day off school.”
“Weren’t you even a little bit scared tonight?” Wyatt asked her.
Lettie considered that for a moment, and then shook her head. “Nope. Not with the dogs. I don’t care what those idiots thought, dogs are the best security system ever invented. Except maybe for geese. Did you know that in ancient times there were geese who guarded a temple in Rome? You don’t fuck with geese.”
“I wouldn’t,” Wyatt agreed. “I wouldn’t even fuck with the ducks in our pond. Geese would be much worse.”
“Are you okay?” Lettie asked curiously.
Wyatt grimaced.