"That's true. And one thing off the list of shit to worry about until all this is handled once and for all."
"Gotta say, man, you seem pretty chill about it all."
"Says the guy who just got blown up."
"Your sister gave me an Oxy," I admitted, shrugging.
"Of course she did. Come on. Come inside. We got some talking to do."
So talk we did.
Until Teddy showed up to take Huck back to the scene of the explosion.
Seeley came a while later, depositing all the bags, the boxes of pizza, the trays of drinks, accepting the money I handed him, then leaving a paper with his number on it.
"Need something, call. I don't have shit going on," he added, making his way out the door.
"If those motherfuckers killed my cat," Remy said into the tense silence in the room, "There's going to be a lot of pain involved when I find them."
Luckily enough for him, and those motherfuckers, when Huck and Teddy came back, Huck had Ozzy in his hands. Aside from a slightly singed tail, he's made it out alright.
"How'd it go?" I asked, trying to gauge Huck's reaction, but he could be a closed book when he wanted to.
"It went. And it's over. It's time to talk theories. And plans. Life is going to be very different from here on in."
He wasn't wrong.
In fact, I ended up being the only one who was wrong that night.
In thinking a lockdown would keep Auggie safe.
As it turned out, that couldn't have been further from the truth.TWELVEGusExplosions weren't a good thing.
The new clubhouse, though?
Leaps and