I turned the corner and there they were, all five of them, waiting for me. Ethan in all black again, Asher looking classic in another button-down shirt and wool coat, Zeke wearing his black clothes, wallet chain and his motorcycle jacket, Isaac in his blue hoodie, gray jeans, and white shirt. I spotted Miles. Sweet, wonderful Miles in a grey hoodie and a t-shirt with a chemical compound written across his chest, and who also had my coffee in his hand.
