She shook her head. “Nothing. And thank you, by the way. I asked every one of Juno’s friends’ mothers to drive him. They’re still not bringing the buses back on regular routes. It’s been chaos.” “He’s got a bike, doesn’t he?” “On that incline around the corner? He’d die. Feel some text come through on his phone and try to read it while steering. I know him.” Juno snorted. “Can we go, Uncle JJ? I’m going to be late.”
