Grayson walked into my bedroom and sat down on my bed. "Hey," he said as he rubbed my arm. "How are you feeling?"

I sighed. "I'm bored. I hate laying in bed all day."

"You don't have to," Grayson pointed out. "You could still play video games downstairs. None of that requires standing."

"I know," I said. "Is it almost dinner?"

"About that," Grayson said. "My mom called me yesterday. She really wanted to have dinner with my family and your family, so they're here now. I would have said no, but I was too tired to argue."

"They're all here?" I asked.

Grayson sighed and nodded. "Yeah. Even my...