There was no use calling Crew. I already knew what he'd say. Still, didn't stop me from fretting and worrying and winding up into the kind of mental state that promised I'd get not one scrap of sleep without more pills.

"I was thinking," Daisy said. Stopped. Shook her head and looked away. "It's stupid." "I wish you'd stop saying that about yourself." I squeezed her hand. "Say it."

"Well, we might not be able to help Willow," she said. "But I was thinking about ...