I'm finally with them, done staying outside their plans. I have to act and sitting here pretending I'm in the way isn't doing Duet or Poppy any good.

We fill Ever and the others in on what we can, Socrates taking over in places, Vander in others when I stumble over memory. Beckett is oddly quiet, holding my hand, and Ande too. He's taken up my place with the puppies and I feel a moment of real sadness for him. He's lost his reason for being. His train.

He needs a new ...