Pulling a face, Sloane bit her lip, entirely unsure what he wanted for her. Alvin had always been the steadiest of her siblings, but after his accident and then hers, he was not the same. Neither was she, but apparently that didn’t apply here.

”She knows where I am, Bea always tells her.” When she came through a door anyway; Sloane also suspected that Lester’s mom also knew when she climbed across the tree into his bedroom to really hide but nobody had ever said anything. ”It’s not like I’m leaving the neighborhood to go wander the streets Alvin. I just need a breather.”