I see her take a breath, and then her shoulders fall. It's as if the anger visibly leaves her, and some of the tightness in my chest releases. I wait a moment, letting her decide if she wants to speak, and watch as she turns around to face me. "You're right. It's about the Major right now, and we need to focus on that. Alice should be home soon, and I'll make us something to eat while we wait on the phone call." She looks around the room and then back at me. "She took your old room, so if you're staying I guess you can take Dad's room—" "I'll sleep on the couch in the family room," I say, stopping her. I wouldn't feel right taking Major's room, and the couch we all used to hang out on is big enough to be a bed. "I'm sure he'll be home soon enough. I wouldn't want him to yell at me for me

