“I’ve been out. I’ve been out plenty of times.” Billy snagged another toad. “Like when?” “I went to that football game with you and the Alphas.” He snorted. “Yeah. In January, Dresden. It’s June.” Billy glanced up at my face and frowned. “People are worried about you. I mean, I know you’ve been working on some project or something. But this whole unwashed wild man look just isn’t you.”
