I sat crossed legs, inhaling and exhaling. What happened last night was all over the news.
Seven advised that I stay indoors today. He could talk now, at least. So, that was progress. However, he couldn't move around just yet.
Ryan updated that he was sitting in a wheelchair and he was making slow progress in restoring his motor skills.
The sooner he could walk and move, the better. However, the downside would be that he might come here often and make sure Jace and I maintain that professional relationship.
Well, we are.
We did.
I'm not even trying to think about him and what he might be doing right now. Last night, I wanted to toast our first successful mission, with him being Jace.
But then getting myself drunk could lead to something we both might regret. Again.
