Shady

Ky was silent for a long moment, throat even tighter and tears threatening to spring to her eyes, though she kept them held back for now. "Aleth shook my leaves ...

"You as well." Meyer nodded to him with a little smile. "I'll look forward to seeing you all soon." Even if it was going to be hella awkward to have ...

"You can't just undo death," she said, pulling her knees up to her chest. The swing swayed haphazardly with her shifting weight. "My Papa is gone, forever. What's the point ...

"Okay!" Sadie smiled. "Sounds like a plan, then. Thank you!"

"It was stolen," she said bitterly, glancing away from him.

Sadie glanced at Meyer, who shrugged again. "Sure." "Works for me, too!" Sadie said with a smile. "Can we bring anything?"

Her throat went tight and she sidled towards the other end of the porch, sitting down in the swing her Papa had built and nodding. "Yes. It used to be ...

"Nah, I remember the way." Sadie returned the smile. "What time should we show up?"

Ky watched the man, getting increasingly more uneasy the nearer he got. She couldn't help but remember when Mr. Rifkin approached her, on this very same property. Her Papa had ...

"I mean..." Sadie glanced over at Meyer, trying to gauge his reaction. He shrugged, seeming indifferent. She looked back at Martin. "You certainly don't need to... but... well... I wouldn't ...

Her dreams were as violent as they usually were, to start. Michael trying to bust down her door with his bare hands. Aleth ripping a chunk of hair out of ...

"It really wasn't a big deal," Sadie said with a smile and a little shake of her head. "I feel bad that you all feel bad. It took like five ...

Ky milled about for the rest of the evening and night. She needed a bit of a break from Jerica after how upset she'd gotten early about the Drummers and ...

"Not well, I'll admit," Meyer said, shaking his hand firmly. "But it's nice to meet you."

Hers faded and she nodded. "You too." She pulled open the door to take her exit.