Olivia's fingers hovered over the mix of keys in the bowl on the kitchen counter, her eyes darting from one to the next, a crease forming between her brows. Kafka also stepped up behind her, resting a light hand on her shoulder, his voice curious and casual.
"What're you looking for, Mom? Forget your keys or something?"
Still scanning, her voice dropped as she brushed the remaining keys aside.
"It looks like Abi's car key is missing." She murmured, her tone laced with a subtle unease. "She must've already left, which means we'll have to take mine into town."
She glanced his way, a flicker of worry tightening in her chest as she searched his face for a reaction, while Kafka tilted his head, leaning in a little, still resting his hand on her shoulder, his voice colored with confusion.
"Why're you looking so worried about that, Mom? I'm fine with your car—what's the big deal? You're acting like it's some kind of scary monster or something."
