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Chapter Thirty
Lily
Atlas closes his bedroom door behind him, and I find myself alone in his
living room.
I feel awful for both of them. I can’t believe that was his mother. Or
maybe I can. After hearing stories of her, I imagined her to be that
unhinged, but I guess I expected her to look different. Both Atlas and his
brother look so much like her that it makes it difficult to see that kind of
behavior come from someone Atlas is related to. They are polar opposites.
I take a seat on the edge of the couch, shocked that I just witnessed all of
that. I’ve never seen Atlas that affected. I want to go hug him, but I can
absolutely understand that he needs a moment alone.
Josh, too. The poor kid.
I don’t want to leave before saying goodbye to Atlas, but I also don’t
want to disturb him until he’s had a moment to recover. I walk to the
kitchen and open the refrigerator. I look for the ingredients to make
breakfast for them.
I kept it simple because that’s all I really know how to do. I made
scrambled eggs and bacon and put a pan of biscuits in the oven. When the
biscuits are almost ready, I go tap on Josh’s bedroom door. I can at least
offer him something to eat while I wait for Atlas to come out of his room.
Josh opens the door about two inches and looks at me.
“You want some breakfast?” I ask him.
“Is Sutton gone?”
I nod, so he opens the door and follows me down the hall. Josh gets
himself something to drink while I pull the biscuits out and make us both a