Elena's POV:
Caleb's whole countenance changed after that phone call. He was trying to smile, but it kept slipping. It wasn't the same smile I had seen just a few minutes before the call—this was carefully planned. This smile was a pretense, a mask.
I tried to ignore it, to pretend everything was normal.
I really did. I wanted to... not breach the space yet, but my heart was weirdly attuned to Caleb and his feelings, and I wanted him to... be happy. Be who he was just before that call.
Caleb's smile —the real one, it could light the whole place. This one was not... I had a feeling Milo was beginning to see it too—the boy was perspective for being only five years.
"Let's play," Milo said. "The toys you bought..."
"Good idea," I said as Milo ran into his room.
Milo dragged out the
