Chapter 40

Court felt his own face flush, and he tucked into the Thermos to keep from looking at anyone. This soup was much warmer than the last, almost hot, but he savored the heat and hoped the steam would mask the color rising in his cheeks. Go now,he thought at Bree, but he didn’t want to put it into words and seem ungrateful. Still, he shouldn’t have said what he had about Ronnie. Those words had been meant for Court alone, and they should’ve stayed in him. The memory of Ronnie cradling Court’s head in his lap was too dear to spread around like yesterday’s headlines.

After an awkward moment of silence, Court wiped his mouth with his arm and asked, “So when’s everyone leaving?”

Bree shrugged. “No one’s left yet. I mean, they all want to, but they don’t want to go on alone. Someoneneeds to get out there and organize things, if you ask me—”

“We didn’t,” Ronnie said.