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“No, Lily calledme.”
“Jesus Christ,” Lo grimaces, looking fed up with this conversation. “Not this again.”
Yeah, I missed some family fights while in jail.
“She called me twice! Right before—right before theaccident.” The Crow is spouting crocodile tears, if I do say so. “And I need to see her. She calledme.”
“This isn’t about you,” Rose sneers.
“Oh, be quiet, Rose,” the Crow retorts. “For once, in your life, just shut up.”
“Excuse me?” Rose’s eyes flame.
“Samantha.” Connor walks over quickly. He touches the small of Rose’s back. His other hand dives into Rose’s hand. “Now’s not the time. You need to leave.”
“I—” she starts.
“Mom.” Daisy tries to corral her out the door. “Visitors’ hours aren’t for anotherfourhours. You don’t want to be here for that long. We’ll call you—”
“Will you?” she snaps.
“No, we fucking won’t,” Ryke declares.
Lo comes forward. “Unless your name is Garrison Abbey and you’re bringing breakfast bagels in ten minutes, you’re not allowed in here. I don’t care if you have goddamnproofthat Lily called you. I know Lil better than anyone. She won’t want you here, and over my dead body will you be the first face she fucking sees when she wakes up, you understand?”
Her cheeks are bright red. “I can’t even care about my own daughter?”
“You can. At home.”
Her lip curls. “I’ll remember this.”
“Isincerelyhope you do.” He can’t even flash a half-smile. He’s too broken up for that. Once she’s gone, air returns to the room.
“Why is she always so intense?” Kinney mutters.
“Don’t worry too much about her,” her Aunt Willow says. “Have you readPowers of Xyet?”
The door swings open again.
“Garrison—” Lo stops himself short.
“Not Garrison,” Farrow says in a tensed breath, a tablet under his armpit. Everyone seems to spring to a stance, and Farrow extends a hand, as though saying,wait.“I need to speak to two people. Lo and Donnelly.”
Me?
The Core Six as they’re called in WAC forums—really, the Core Five without Lily—all shift and look back at me. Never in my wildest imagination would I picture this movie moment, and I wanna send the script back to Luna. Ask her for a rewrite. Replace the setting to a tropical beach and turn their frowns upside-down, thank youverymuch.
“Why Donnelly?” Rose questions, turning to Farrow, hands on her hips.
“He was the last person who spoke to Luna before she became unresponsive. He has information we need.”
“We? As in doctors or security?” Connor asks.
“Doctors.”
I go to the door with Lo, not arguing or complaining.
Lo asks Farrow under his breath, “You can’t talk in front of everyone? It’s that bad?” He already seems gutted.
