“Think about it. Come on, let’s go back. Catherine’s baking. You eat something, stretch your legs instead of hiding in your room, and we’ll work out what to do when you can think a bit clearer. But for now, you’re home and you’re safe. Hear me?” Luke hauled himself to his feet, and wiped a hand over his wet face. “Yes, Joss.”
[Sobs uncontrollably] YES JOSS
