Chapter 59
Karl opened the front door of Loretta's house to Gemma humming and talking to herself in the kitchen. He grunted, shaking his head a little. No, this was Gemma's house now, not Loretta's.
Thinking anything else wasn't going to help him get over those violet eyes.
"Mind if I work around you, Karl?" George said from behind him. "Wouldn't want to interrupt your staring-into-thin-air time."
George pushed the bundle he was carrying against Karl's back. Karl walked into Gemma's workroom, found one of the few remaining empty spaces, and waited for his friend to do the same.
"Is that what she was doing before, Georgie? The way she's talking to herself?"
"No, not even close," George said. "She sounded like one of the patients that day, like she couldn't stop herself. If my own gran
