Patrick stirred the spaghetti sauce and watched for his daughter to come home. It was almost dark and Justine had been coming in later and later. Worse, she hadn't mentioned the Pax at all since Christmas even though she had been spending almost as much time with the Pax as with Kelly. It worried him more than when she did talk about them. Oddly, he also worried for her friends. She had talked about them so much he almost felt he knew them. Regardless of what Justine needed, he ...