Chapter 21As we walked toward the parking lot, a woman's voice called out to us. “Hold up, can I have a minute with him?” Ursula said with Myriam closely in tow.
“Sure. Make it quick. He needs some downtime.” Brad stepped to the side to talk with Fern as I leaned against his car.
“I don't know how to thank you, Kellan. My brother wasn't a good man, but he didn't deserve to die that way. It doesn't really matter now, I made peace years ago. It's time to move on,” Ursula said.
Myriam swallowed something that must have been stuck in her throat. “I suppose you will be needing a day or two to recuperate, Mr. Ayrwick?”
Ursula swatted at her wife. “M, I'm sure we can find someone to cover his classes for a few days. We owe Kellan that much.”
“Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot,” Myriam
