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sleepyhead! You missed it, Colton pushed that machine to the highest gear and it threw him off. Classic Colton move,” Junie says, laughing again, and Colton eats the attention up as he pushes the button to accelerate the treadmill once more.
    “It’s good you’re running, it will power the generator so we can take hot showers tonight. It will take a bit to get through all ten of us, oh, and whatever clothes you find in the rooms, help yourselves.”
    “Okay, go faster, Colton, I haven’t had a hot shower in ages. It sounds like heaven.” Duke sighs in pleasure. He’s a big guy, but a softy.
    “Why don’t you go first, Duke, seems like you could use one the most anyway,” Colton adds as he works his long and lean body into a sweat, a smile spread across his face.
    Perfection, curled up with her legs under her in a reclining chair, rolls her eyes and says, “You’re all smelly and in need of a shower.”
    “You aren’t in such good shape yourself, Perfection,” I say.
    “Okay, hold up guys! Lucy has a sense of humor! This is a rare moment. I need to soak it in. A moment of silence, please?” Colton, always the funny man. I want to purse my lips and scowl, but then I would feed into what he already thinks.
    “You think I’m too serious?” I ask, knowing it’s how I think of myself.
    “I think you haven’t had much of a chance for fun,” Basil says, lying on the couch. Her legs are swung over Junie’s lap as she flips through a book. The girls are already comfortable around on another. I don’t get like that with anyone.
    “And you have?” I ask Junie and Basil.
    “Well, we haven’t had adult eyes monitoring our every move like you. We’ve, all of us,” she points to Colton and Duke, too, “had a lifetime of doing our own thing, fending for ourselves. Where no one questioned our choices. You haven’t had that luxury.”
    She’s right. I could never just lounge like they are on the couch. That would have been a wasteful choice . It’s foreign to me, the idea of doing what you want, when you want.
    “Well, dressing like slobs, piercing your nose, and casually hanging around men, doesn’t seem like a luxury. It seems uncivilized.” Perfection picks at her nails as she speaks. “And I would rather have wise people looking after me, feeding me something besides nuts and berries, then what the lot of you have been doing.”
    Basil jumps up, ready to pounce. Her words are fueled by her anger, “What the hell did you say? I do not ‘hang around men.’ I am not a slob. And what does it matter if I was? At least I’m not a pin-up girl for some old man who’s going to knock me up, for his pleasure only, I’m sure. A man who will leave you to take care of a dozen babies -- on your own. Awesome pick, Perfection.”
    “Whatever, I’m not the one who was put in a mental facility, was I?” Perfection stands, pointing at Basil as Charlie and Lukas walk inside the house, taking in the scene, as Perfection continues, undeterred by their presence. “By the way, how were the dark rooms at our Refuge? I heard that Lucy knew exactly where you were, that entire time, but did nothing to help you. I’m sure you’re right, that was so civilized of your dear friend.” She gives me dagger eyes as she walks out of the room, down the hall, slamming a bedroom door after her.
    Basil turns to me, a look of horror sweeping her face. How did Perfection know I knew where Basil was locked up? My stomach turns and I want to hide. It doesn’t really matter how she knew, whether from having girls spy on me, or if she was spying on me herself. The truth is out. My hands and their power to heal are useless here. My hands can’t heal hearts.
    “Did you really know where they put me? That whole time?” Basil’s eyes search mine, and I look away, ashamed. “I nearly lost my mind, Lucy. We promised we would look out for one another.”
    She’s right. We did promise. We promised to treat one another like sisters. But