BEN

　　It's 8 am and not a word has been mentioned about going to the police station.I know the way,I can drive up there myself but my hands and legs no longer seem to function anymore.

　　Gracie shifts closer to me and wraps her arms around me.We are hiding out in my room because the awkwardness at breakfast was worse than last night's dinner.

　　They haven't fought again but they are most likely not on speaking terms.I've tried to put myself in Josef's ...