Forty-Five
Staring at the women across from him, Callum sighed. Beside him, Ambrosia looked on with disinterest as she looked the women over. Though he was supposed to be in school, Callum wanted him to be there. Glancing over to where his son and Kennedy were playing Chess, he smiled. With them, their ever silent shadow looked on in apparent disinterest as he gauged the atmosphere of the whole room. The door opened, and a guard handed Temperance the snacks she requested for the kids before she sat down with them. Having them all here grounded him in the moment, allowing him to push his crippling anxiety over reconnecting with the Victors family to the back of his mind. Finally, just when he thought all he would get from the women was radio silence, Tasha said, “Callum, your mother was very dear to
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