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 his

“Sorry.”

patted his head, managing a

step upon waking up in an unfamiliar

something off about that

seemed frail, but something just didn’t

over the fish chowder

“Handsome, have at it.”

doctor's got someone at home? Someone

just an eleven-year-old kid with no guile, was initially sworn to secrecy for Queena

imposing questioning.

“No, there's nobody.”

“Nobody?”

softer, Tobias uncomfortably confessed, “I mean, I don’t know him. Doesn't

Queena

about him.”

in who Queena fancied; he was more concerned about

“She studied abroad?”

she’s brilliant. Valedictorian back in the day, the only one

pride as he

years was she

she hasn't been in touch with us over the years. Just showed up out

back. The woman was nearly gone, and now Queena'’s the toast of the

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