Chapter 300

　　"Sorry." I smiled, leaning against the doorframe.

　　"How was your weekend?" she asked, handing me one end of a sheet.

　　"It was good 'til Mav got a call, and now, he's off to the compound."

　　"Is he patching in?" Mom asked.

　　"You don't know?"

　　"I suspected, but you know your dad doesn't share."

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