All this time, Sawyer was in the living room with everyone one else. On another chair, facing the tv but had his head down, his new favorite book on his thigh. It felt like days already but it was only one. In one day he had written three different times. He lifted his head.
Raina was watching the boys faces. They were watching a movie. A movie she had seen before and they hadn't. They were in awe and confusion. It was funny. It was her entertainment for the night.
The movie was almost over. The best parts were over more precisely. "No way." Tom said in pure disbelief. "She's herself." He scoffed. "This is crazy."
"Wait, I don't get it."
"Think Tate." Raina urged.
"I am thinking. It's just too insane. She's her own dad?"
Tom laughed. "I am going to tell everyone about this! It's mind blowing."
"This isn't possible. It can't be. No way."
Raina laughed. How exciting. The looks on their faces. "I still think about it most nights."