“Come on.” Someone was shaking Jacob’s foot. “Breakfast is in ten minutes, and if you’re late, you don’t eat.”
Jacob opened his eyes, blinking at the bright sunlight and wondering how he had managed to sleep through it.
“You’ll have to stay in your clothes,” Lee said, backing away to give Jacob room to jump from the top bunk. “Mrs. Dellard hasn’t brought you uniforms yet.”
“Whatever will we do?” Connor asked dryly as he stood up next to Jacob.
“Be grateful you get to keep your hair one more day.” Lee rubbed his closely shaven head. “I’ve been here five years. I don’t even remember what having hair feels like.”
Lee paused for a moment, and Jacob searched for something to say.
But Lee spoke again before Jacob had to. “Let’s get going.”
Jacob wanted to shower, or at the very least brus
