"Why do I get the feeling you're avoiding me?"

Without turning around, I clenched my teeth at the air filters I was doing inventory on for the sixteenth time since there was nothing else to do. It was He Who Only Comes Out at Night's voice on a bright and early Friday morning. Boxy wasn't even here yet.

"Probably because I'm avoiding you," I said.

Travis had sent a couple texts since the funeral, mostly about memorials for Jake and car memes. I'd ignored all of them. ...