“Hey, Wyatt.”
The cloud of worry that always hung at the back of their mind lifted a little at how calm she sounded. “How’s Mom?”
“Fine. We went over there this morning, and we’ll be over there tomorrow. She was okay this morning, you know, not great, but okay.”
That brought the worry back, even though Wyatt knew it was irrational. There was nothing they could do, and Jess had said she was fine. “All right. Just call me if anything happens.”
“Of course I will. Now go have fun doing your history thing.” Jess’s tone was encouraging and a little teasing.
It made Wyatt smile and then breathe out a small, relieved sigh, a puff of warm air evaporating into the night. “I’ll try.”
“Good.” On the other end, Jess hung up.
Grayson was sitting on one of the beds flipping through TV channels whe
