‘They don’t tell me what they do… I don’t ask. If I asked, would they tell me? It does kind of justify me not telling them… right?’ Chel mused to herself. An uncomfortable heavy sensation stirred in the pit of her stomach.
“It’s better to be oblivious to the dangers around you than do something about it?” Keith suggested.
“Not everyone in the world can handle knowing what’s out there. They panic… sometimes unnecessarily.” Chel carefully chose her words.
“You?”
“Keith…” Chel nervously ran her hand through her hair. She had to tell someone. Someone other than her brother and sister. Someone who would understand. He could offer impartial insight, which she felt she really needed and didn’t have the courage to bring up to her mother and father. Keith couldn’t forbid her from having contact with Lexx. There wouldn’t be a ‘heated discussion’, right? “I have a secret.”
