“I will.” I walked him to the door. “Merry Christmas, Trey.”
He smiled. “Merry Christmas.”
I shut the door behind him and faced Lukas and Faolin, who stood near the kitchen, watching me. Now that we were alone, I felt awkward. This was the first time I’d seen them since Finch had told me they’d taken care of me when I was sick. Faolin, of all people, had given me medicine. I needed to thank them, but I wasn’t sure how to bring it up.
“This storm is going to get worse,” Lukas said. “The power will go out again soon, and it’s not likely to return for a day or two.”
“We have lanterns and heat. We’ll be okay.” I didn’t like the thought of being without power that long, but it wouldn’t be the first time we lost it.
“And when your phone battery dies, you’ll be cut off here with no way to co
