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where Reagan is now setting up chairs by the fire.
    “I think he already has a crush on Reagan,” she admits.
    “Reagan?” I ask. My Reagan?
    Reagan stirs up more emotion in me than I know what to do with. I shake it away, and I look at Gonzo’s mom. “Can you tell me a little about his challenges so I know what I’m working with?” I ask.
    “Not what you’re working with,” she corrects. “ Who you’re working with.”
    “That wasn’t what I meant,” I start.
    She lays a hand on my arm. “Where did you learn to sign?”
    “My brother is deaf,” I say. She nods, taking in my tattoos and my piercings, which I couldn’t even get back in after I got out of jail. I had to get re-pierced last night, and they’re still sore. At least I don’t feel naked anymore. “I didn’t mean to insult your son,” I say. Now I feel bad.
    “Karl’s only limitations are that he’s in a body that doesn’t do what he wants it to do, and that he can’t speak.” She looks at him across the clearing, her eyes full of love for her son. And exhaustion. “He still has all the desires and urges of a fifteen-year-old boy. There are just some things he can’t do.” She heaves a sigh. “He gets frustrated easily. That’s the hardest thing for him. His mind is sound, and his body just won’t cooperate.”
    I nod. I know what it feels like to be out of control. “Why don’t you take a break for a half hour or so?” I say. “I’ll go hang with Karl.”
    Her eyes widen, and she looks so excited that I wish I’d made the offer as soon as they arrived. “Really?” she asks.
    I nod. “Have fun. I’ll take care of him.”
    Tears fill her eyes, and I realize how much this woman desperately needs a break.
    “I’ll see you in thirty,” I say.
    She nods and walks toward her cabin. She’s tired, and I can tell.
    I walk to the campfire. The sun has just barely set, and there are only a few kids out here. “Hey, Gonzo,” I say to Karl. He turns around and looks at me, his grin big and goofy and so fucking adorable that I already love this kid. “You giving Reagan a hard time?” I drop down to sit on a log that rims the fire.
    She’s really pretty , he signs. He looks up at her, blinking his blue eyes, his face tilted toward hers. She smiles at him.
    “What did he say?” she asks.
    “He says you’re really pretty,” I translate.
    He throws up his hands in protest. You’re not supposed to tell her!
    Sorry, dude , I sign back, trying not to grin. If you’re going to talk about her, I’m going to have to tell her what you say. I grab his shoulder and squeeze. This is a rule my brothers came up with, and we always stand by it. You don’t get to use sign language to talk about people. It’s for communication. So, unless you want her to know it, you better keep it to yourself.
    Traitor , he signs. But he’s grinning.
    Reagan blushes, but she says, “Thank you, Karl. I think you’re kind of cute, too.”
    I’ve never seen a kid grin quite so big. She looks down at him. “Do you want to go with me to find some sticks for the fire?”
    He nods, and he’s already moving before she’s even ready to go.
    “You think we should bring your mouthpiece?” she asks, nodding her head toward me.
    He signs to me. I got this. You stay here. He waggles his eyebrows at me.
    Not a chance, dumbass , I say back. He laughs. It’s the first sound I’ve heard him make. She’s too old for you.
    Maybe she likes younger men.
    I look around like I’ve lost something. I don’t see any other men here. I see a pretty lady and a boy who’s hoping to get some action.
    He grins and nods.
    I laugh. She’s too old for you. So lay off. We’ll find you a different one. One more your speed.
    My speed is faster than you think.
    Apparently.
    She turns back from where she’s been walking in front of us. “Are you talking about my ass?” she asks. She doesn’t even crack a smile.
    Gonzo points to me as if to say, “He was.”
    She laughs