Matt gripped the back of his seat with one hand and ran a hand through his hair with the other. “I’m sorry.” he said. 

“I’ve lost my appetite,” Savannah stated flatly as she pushed away from her seat.

“Savvie, don’t do this,” he protested. “You have to eat. Don’t let that cat ruin our lunch.”

Her lips tightened in fury. “That cat seems to know an awful lot about our situation, wouldn’t you agree?” she asked. 

She turned from the table and stalked toward the entrance of the restaurant. Matt followed her and stood in front of her when they got outside. 

"Savvie" he began, but she held up her...