Chapter 0220

Dad stares at me and then up at Jackson again. “What?” he asks. “I was just being polite

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“Jacks is…not great with polite,” I say, pressing myself warmly to his side. “Actually, I think he’d probably rather fight you than do the small talk thing.”

Jackson scowls, already coming back to himself a little. “Ari, I don’t want to fight him –”

“I know,” I say, nodding and smiling up into his face. “Just can we all maybe take a bit of space? Try this again over midwinter, maybe over dinner?”

“Or an activity,” Rafe suggests, knowing that even a dinner might be a bit much for Jacks. ” Or a great, great deal of whiskey – barrels of it.”

“Enough,” dad snaps good–heartedly at Rafe, waving a dismissive hand at all of us as he turns away. “Fine, fine! We’ll do it all later! I need much more information anyway.”

bed with mom at his

great, Jacks,” I

murmurs, glancing after my parents.

shoulder with a laugh. I laugh

again – suddenly, I long for a lock on it – and a professor I don’t recognize comes into the

he says, looking around, a clipboard in his hand. “I’m looking for

the professor is looking for Jesse or Rafe Sinclair, and in the intervening moment Jackson hands me his cap, which was apparently tucked into his back pocket. Hastily, I loop my hair up onto my head and whip

reveals that he’s looking for Rafe Sinclair, Rafe glances back at

good,” the professor says, looking anxiously over at the King,

But he doesn’t say anything about that, instead clearing his throat and consulting

with a sigh, “the three of

When we go all the way around before we see the professor at the door giving us a

issue that Cadet…Clark…” here she glances at me,

full stop. I think,” he glances at my dad here, “they were written that way with

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