It's a Thursday evening when Clementine feels the chilled winds of fall tousle his hair. He pulls his jacket tighter around his body and teeters on the balls of his feet. He and his brothers, Taylor, Xavier, Benjamin, and Valentine, wait outside the Korean barbecue restaurant they frequent biweekly; monthly if they're too busy to meet up. Carillo couldn't make it.
His other brothers share looks of impatience that Clementine doesn't mirror. Clementine's cold and hungry; they've been waiting for August to arrive for over twenty minutes, but he doesn't mind the extra time with them. He shoves his reddened fingers into his jacket pockets and endures the cold with a small smile.
"Do you want my jacket?" Kahili asks Valentine, standing beside him.
Valen gestures to his long black coat. "I hav
