“You're right, maybe I'm useless,” my eyes stinged dangerously, but I managed to control myself, “but I want to be close to my aunt if something threatens her. Instead of waiting in another state for news from a place where even the phone does not catch. And I can fly without you.

"I've decided, then," he murmured.

- Yes.

- Great, - he walked past me and sat down on a bench in the waiting room. I hung around for a bit, and then asked:

- Did you buy a ticket to Casper with a transfer in Denver?

“You can fly without me,” Reid quipped.

I gritted my teeth in...