“No. You decide if you want to do something about it." He smiles at me in a sad way. "There's no reason for both of us to be hungry." Darren doesn't even wait a second. "Before you ask; it's not just about you. Grace, I don't want him to be by himself. From now on, he won't take crap from me, but he will from you."

I whisper, "That's not fair."

The world isn't fair. Darren gives the door a quick look. "You ought to—"

“No.”

“No?”

I'm not sure. "He was very clear about what he thought about what we had to offer. I won't crawl back to him...