Chapter 173

The wipers beat against the windshield. I sit in the passenger seat of my own car, hands folded in my lap to keep them from fidgeting. The leather seat feels cavernous; I’m too small for it, just as I’m too small for most things built for average-sized humans. Beside me, Lukas navigates the flooded streets with the same quiet competence he applies to everything. Neither of us has mentioned what ha