CHAPTER 12Ryan had almost no sleep that night. The three younger children were all weepy and would wake up, calling for their parents while the two older ones were solemn but determined to keep a brave look on their faces. More by mutual agreement than anything else, everyone except Ryan slept in one bunkroom while he bunked down on the living room couch so he could keep the fire blazing and be there when any of the others came out. And they did, either in pairs as Aria and Owen did a little after midnight. They cuddled up with blankets around themselves as they talked and asked questions about why this was all happening, why people were mean and also talked about themselves, their pet cats, dogs and little pony.
Finally they both fell asleep on the massive old couch that Ryan had shifted
