”As I opened the fridge, I saw it was full of everything I liked. Not having eaten, I figured a bowl of Golden Grahams and OJ would work. Somehow, I...knew where everything was without thinking about it and grabbed a bowl and glass.Sitting down at the table, I looked at Kiskan. It was amazing looking into her eyes. They were bottomless pools of emerald green. If they say the eyes were the windows to the soul, then I’d be ok being a peeping tom around Kiskan.There was this calming peace that. "Can we get a stretcher for Wallace?" What the fuck happened?" came Riser's voice. He did not sound happy, and Brady couldn't blame him. Wallace hadn't been the first to get injured. From what he'd seen, the whole outside team had been doing nothing but tripping over their own feet since they got on the property. "Looks like he fell into a hole and hurt his ankle. Probably broken."Riser cursed. "I'll send someone out."Riser wondered how the hell he was going to explain all the problems they'd. You are a writer.’ ‘I try.’ They were quiet for a while, listening to the music. Then Emma said, ‘I used to sit at the window a lot, once I got this place. I’d kind of . . . well, I guess I was feeling sorry for myself. I was lonely, anyway. So I’d sit by the window and look out and not be able to sleep. I’d wonder where Lila was, which didn’t help with the sleeping. Then I’d count as many streetlights as I could. You can see fifteen from here, by the way.’ He chuckled. ‘I bet you can.’ His. "Aiden's announcement that afternoon that he wasn't happy with continuing had been a bit of a shock. That the other members of the band had all made themselves incommunicado to allow the trio some privacy meant that it remained unresolved."Look what happened when we invited you into the band. We all ended up sleeping on the floor together," Shawna said, biting near to the knuckle. They all paused for a moment, worried, but the laughter overtook it, and they started to play.Things went well.