Archer exchanged a long look with the other men. Taken care of, he finally said.
Oh, Skye says. Look at my weekly find. She thrusts her fist forward and the hanging chain of the bracelet on her wrist sways with the movement. Ten dollars.Everyone leans forward.
Mason runs a finger across a blue stone. You wasted ten bucks on that? It doesn’t look edible to me. We could’ve filled our fridge with that money. Right, Henry?Amen, brother, Henry says. I think we have a pack of mustard in there right now.Nope. I ate it yesterday, Mason says, and we laugh.
You ate a pack of mustard? Xander asks. By itself?I was hungry. We all laugh again.
I once ate a bowl of mayonnaise when I was hungry, Henry says.
Once my dad didn’t shop for three weeks, Skye says, and I ate some shriveled-up carrots from the bottom of the veggie drawer.Enough. He planted his hands on her shoulders. There are two types of people in this world, he told her. The ones who would curl up in a ball and sob their way through this sort of unexpected voyage, and—
Those who wouldn’t? she interrupted.He shook his head, and he felt the tiniest of smiles tugging at his lips as he touched her cheek. I was going to say you .
So it’s me against the world?No, he said, and something began to tumble inside him. He was weightless, and it was like the time he’d fallen from a tree, except there was nothing below, just an empty expanse of space and her .