"I think it'll be hard," Boyd said honestly, but then she smiled all mischief and trouble. "But nothin' I can't handle," she said. She walked over and took the cellphone and put it in the hoodie pocket, and then she tugged the hoodie over her head before tugging Hannah to her feet, fingers lingering in Hannah's for just a moment before she let them slip free of her grip.
She moved ahead to the door, and she opened it. "Come on, sugar. What ya waitin' on?" she asked with a playful look. She was glad Hannah had come over, she realized.