Henry

When we get to the restaurant, the waitstaff remembers our large group. I’m not sure if that’s because there are so many of us, or because we make sure to tip well. Either way, we were seated quickly.

I keep Piper beside me and she keeps Gavin beside her. Vivienne sits across from us, next to Kennedy who takes a quick look at her face, touching it gently.

“I don’t believe anything is broken, although I am concerned about why you aren’t healing,” she says.

“I am healing, ...