Breakfast was different this morning. Yuki joined us, and for a second, the air felt lighter. But then I looked at Kaye. He didn't seem to welcome her at all. He sat there, stiff and quiet, looking dull and pale as he stared her down. I reached under the table and poked his side, trying to get him to snap out of it and act normal, but he didn't even flinch.
Yuki didn't seem to mind. She just kept smiling and tried to drop a joke to get him to laugh. Kaye didn't crack a smile. He just shook his head, pushed his chair back, and stood up. He mumbled that he was done eating and walked straight out to the car without looking back.
"I'm so sorry about him," I said, feeling the heat in my cheeks.
Yuki just brushed it off with a wave of her hand. "He's just a kid, Faye. Don't worry about it."
