EVAN
Tina was bustling around in the kitchen when Evan got back home.
“Where’ve you been?” she asked casually.
“I dropped Yena off to do her volunteer thing,” he answered.
“Ah. Well, you’re just in time.”
She threw an apron at Evan and he caught it in one hand.
“Put that on,” she said. “You’re gonna learn to cook at least one thing before you leave!”
Evan tossed the apron on the kitchen counter. “Fine, Mom, but I’ll be right back, okay?”
After a stop at the bathroom, Evan went into his room to change clothes again. He’d bundled up for the trip outside, and now was dressed too warm to be in Tina’s hot kitchen.
Pulling his sweatshirt over his head, Evan winced.
His arms were dead tired and insanely sore.
He’d really gone t
