“How long have you been out there, Hal?” Setting her on her feet, I grab a blanket from my bed to wrap it around her. “Maybe twenty minutes.” Her hazel eyes are so fucking sad. “Did you forget?” “Of course not.” I push her hair away from her face. “I’d never forget, but you were busy. Shouldn’t you still be at your birthday party?” “I left because you left, and I wanted to see you. I thought you were headed to the roof. That’s my favorite part of today.”
