But Aunt Kath would care, Ed would care, and Zev would definitely care. Some other part of her echoed back. Hell, maybe even Bolden would care as much as she could, in her own weird, nonsensical way. The past couple of weeks had shown Alistair just how un-alone she really was. She knew it, she understood it, she accepted it in an objective, external way, but knowing how much she wasn’t alone actually had the adverse effect of forcing her deeper down inside herself. Down where the gnawing was. She feared what would happen if anyone saw it. That’s probably why she hadn’t texted Zev when she heard back from the attorney’s office. Probably why she hadn’t asked him to come with her to see Deirdre. She liked the way he looked at her. She didn’t want to change that.
An hour later, Alistair cross
