“Kirra,” Emma said, and the girl turned from the conversation she was having with a boy in the neighboring bed to look at her sister. “I want you to meet someone.”

Kirra’s eyebrows crawled up her forehead as she looked at him and he felt like he was getting a thorough vetting by the protective sister.

“Are you Jonathon Ashby?” she asked.

Jonathon opened his mouth to reply, not exactly sure of what he was going to say but Emma spoke before he ...