When I get back to the Pyramid, I’m still feeling a bit down. I can’t really help myself. I accept Mia back from Archer, and he watches me with a probing gaze. But he doesn’t say anything, so neither do I.
Even Mia can tell that I’m feeling depressed. Her own expression crumples. I try to fake a smile for her, but she sees straight through it.
In the living room, I place her down in her play pen before she can feed on enough of my sad energy to start crying. Beau is sitting in the corner of the L-shaped couch, playing on his phone. I slump down onto the couch and try my best to ignore him.
There’s a moment’s quiet, where Mia plays with her toys and I rest my eyes a moment.
Then Beau says, “Stop that.”
I peek open my eyes to see who he’s talking to. He’s looking right at me.
“Stop wh
