I heard sniffling and looked up. Kaleb"s eyes were red. He was staring at the door. Sebastian came up behind him, put a soothing hand to his shoulder.
“He"s gone?” Kaleb asked, wiping a tear from his cheek, looking from me back to his brother.
“Yes.” I endeavored to push away my feelings. Looking at Kaleb was not helping me, so I moved my crutches, and got myself turned around to face the living room. Thinking hard on the person I needed right then.
“Come, Kaleb. Let"s clean up,” Sebastian said behind me.
The clanking of dishes and silverware being loaded into the dishwasher followed.
“Rick? Can you pop over? I need your help,” I said quietly.
Joha stepped through the French door of the den at that moment. “What happened to your boyfriend?”
At that same second, Rick appeared in the
