Cody paced across Dominic’s living room while the other members of the Demonic Survivors Support Group converged. Adam rushed into the room and tried to hug him, but he didn’t want to be touched.
“I just need a little space,” Cody said. His skin felt itchy, even after he and Hayden washed their hands in scalding hot water in Dominic’s kitchen.
“All right. But I’m here if you need hugging,” Adam told him.
“Thanks.”
Caleb looked as wary as ever as he frequently cleaned his thin glasses on his shirt, and Irene sat on a couch next to him, one hand placed gently on his knee. Lin shared a bottle of red wine with Dominic and Naomi wrung her hands in her lap after parking her wheelchair in her usual spot. Hayden stood stiffly by the window, his head moving back and forth as he watched Cody pac
