“So, how are your...your parents?” I ask Lee. It’s still weird for me to refer to the Brennons as his parents, since Lee’s technically a lemure in possession of their dead son’s body. But he gets visibly upset when I remind him otherwise. So I just go with it now.
“Good. They’re actually going on a cruise next week. They used to go on cruises all the time, but after Mom’s accident they stopped. But she’s really excited about it. It’s nice to see them happy.”
“So how long are they going to be gone?” I ask between bites of food.
“Two weeks. My sister said she’d check in on me while their out. Make sure I’m okay.” He bites his bottom lip and nods. “I think they are worried I might regress.”
“It’s a reasonable assumption considering Lee’s...your...history.”
“I know. It doesn’t upset me. T
