Abner was sharp as a tack, his gaze flitting over Queena before casually retracting.

“Excuse me, do you have a cell phone? I need to contact my people.”

Queena didn’t own a cell phone; she had been completely cut off from the outside world since entering the research facility.

Beside her, Tobias slapped his forehead.

“Dad's got one, but he’s gone fishing. Won't be back until tomorrow morning.”

Abner nodded in thanks, “Alright, appreciate it.”

Tobias, looking a bit sheepish, scratched his head, “No worries. You hungry? We've got sfish chowder at home. I can bring you

some.”

After another word of thanks, Abner, who wasn’t the best at social niceties, closed his eyes.

Queena, having tended to the wounds, was about to leave.

Tobias grabbed her hand, “Queena, why don’t you take a bowl of the chowder back for the man at your place?”

Without thinking, Queena glanced at Abner, then whispered lowly, “Tobias, haven't I told you not to mention him? Don’t bring him

up in front of anyone. Pretend you've forgotten all about it.”

his mistake, Tobias hung

“Sorry.”

head, managing

upon waking up in an

something off

something

wary mood, Tobias brought over the fish chowder and set it beside

“Handsome, have at it.”

someone at home? Someone

just an eleven-year-old kid with no guile, was initially sworn

imposing questioning.

“No, there's nobody.”

“Nobody?”

Abner’s tone growing softer, Tobias uncomfortably confessed, “I mean, I don’t know him. Doesn't seem like

like you, the kind Queena likes. Please don’t

about him.”

Queena fancied; he was more concerned

“She studied abroad?”

in the day, the only one

swelled with pride

many years

over the years. Just

Saved Phoebe’s wife the day she got back. The woman was nearly gone, and now Queena'’s the toast

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