SUMMER
It was Wednesday morning and I had some time to kill before first period, so I stopped to have some breakfast at the house.
The dining room was unusually empty for the hour. Alpha Darren had left for work at six, he had a council meeting in town that required an early start. Logan had been gone since five thirty for Wednesday conditioning practice, the way he had been every Wednesday since the season began. Rhett was at his usual chair by the window, but Rhett at breakfast was barely Rhett at breakfast, he was angled away from the table, sketchbook open on his knee, pencil moving with the particular focused quietness that meant he was absorbed in whatever he was drawing and was not going to be available for conversation until he chose to be. And Maddox, he was probably still aslee
