Chapter 15Rey
Madden was great. At first, there was this hesitance about him, as if he was waiting for the other shoe to drop, and I could relate, hard.
“You know, it’s okay to trust that you’re here permanently now,” I told him a couple of nights after he’d arrived.
Mona had fallen asleep on the twin bed they shared, and he and I were sitting on the couch Toby had insisted on buying the siblings.
They had a nice setting, even if the room was a bit cramped with furniture. Toby—and every other adult—had wanted Madden to have everything at hand while he recuperated. That was why there was a second Nintendo Switch in the house now, this one docked by a too-large flatscreen on top of a dresser. Just in case Madden didn’t want to play it handheld, Toby had said. That man was so gone on this
