Kenzie

“Honey! I’m home!” Nicholas announces loudly as he stumbles into the living room with Carter next to him, sort of guiding him to the couch.

“Nicholas?”

“Kenzie… I’ve missed you. Come sit with me,” he pats the couch heavily next to him after he plops down.

“Mrs. Parker, would you mind if I got a bottle of water from the fridge?” Carter asks, eyeing the kitchen.

“Of course not, let me help you,” I lead Carter to the kitchen.

“What—” I start.

“This is his way of dealing,” he shrugs.

“I thought you guys were stopping to eat at The Summit?”

“We were. I think he needed to drown...