The gate squeals open. I cringe at the loud sound announcing my entrance.
Miss Bartlett peeks around the corner of the living room and spots me.
"Embry!" She looks as angry as I expected her to be as she marches down the hall toward me.
I turn and close the gate. Taking a deep breath, I face her.
"What were you thinking going out there alone?!" She puts her balled up fists on her hips and waits for me to respond.
Suddenly I feel like a five year old just caught misbehaving. I remind myself that I am not her daughter and not a child.
"I went to speak to Jude, Miss Bartlett."
Her eyes widen. "You approached a giant?" She sounds like she's in shock, but her voice is dangerously low.
"Yes, I did."
"Ugh, Logan! That foolish boy convinced you that giant can be trusted."
"I don't trust him, but I have to admit that he is different. I just wanted to hear him out, and I did. I'm not planning on regular visits, Miss Bartlett."
She looks relieved. "Good, but I still don't like the thought o