Marcie accepted the hug, and by the time they broke apart, she was back in her head, ready to go. “Much, this is Kaden,” she said, not raising her voice too loud in case they were overheard. “Kaden, Much. He’s getting us to the airport.” She awarded Much a grateful smile for that, and picked up her handbag, holding it close. Now that the day was upon them, she was anxious to get moving.
“Are you parked close?” she asked, looking towards the front door as if the van was just sitting there waiting for them.