I check out our surroundings. “A supply closet?” She laughs. “I’m sorry. It was the first unlocked door I could find.” “Why are we hiding?” “Because you looked about two seconds away from blowing up on your father. I thought you might like the idea of getting away from everyone for a few minutes.” Iris always has a superpower of knowing what I need exactly when I need it. She truly is invaluable.
