The hospital waiting room smelled like antiseptic and stale coffee.
I sat in a plastic chair, staring at the floor. My dress was still stained with blood. Cade's blood. I couldn't bring myself to change.
Nellie was beside me. She'd fallen asleep with her head on my shoulder. Her purple hair was a mess. Her sparkly red dress was wrinkled.
Damon paced by the window. His dog was curled at his feet.
"We should leave soon," he said.
"I know."
"Lena.."
"I know, Damon. I just need a minute."
He nodded. Kept pacing.
Tío Ray walked in. He had coffee in his hands. Three cups.
"Here," he said. "You need it."
I took the cup. The warmth spread through my fingers.
"Thanks, Dad."
He sat beside me. He was quiet for a long moment.
"Lena. I need to tell you something."
"About what?"
"About V
