Katherine Center

Thank you so much.”

“What are you thanking me for?” I asked.

But Jack just shook his head in amazement. “I did not expect to laugh today.”

She squeezed, and I squeezed back. “Finally. Someone real,” she said then.

And suddenly, I knew what to do with my face. I smiled.

“Yes,” Connie said, looking over at Jack. “I like this one already.”

But,” he went on, “you still get the bed.”

“I really don’t want it,” I said.

“Neither do I.”

“Fine. We’ll both sleep on the floor.”

Jack studied me like I was odd. “Are you saying that even if I sleep on the floor, you’ll also sleep on the floor?”

This might be my only area of autonomy for a month. “Yes,”