scanned the room to see if Megan was around. I didn’t see her. I don’t know why I should care about her feelings getting hurt, but I did. I still can’t get the image of the scene in the bathroom the other day, when we thought we were talking to Kayla, out of my head. To be honest, in the last few years I have rarely thought about Megan. She was always just a nuisance that irritated my group from time to time. I think I had forgotten that she was a real person with real feelings. I wasn’t proud of myself for thinking that way, but that’s just the way it’s been.
I waited until I got to the table before responding. “Yeah I know, but hey, everything happens for a reason right?”
“You’re starting to sound like Kayla.” Phebs said as she stuck her finger in her mouth and made gagging noises.
“Hey! Kayla is right here and she can hear you.” Kayla tried to act all offended. She sat her tray down beside Jacob’s. “Hannah, how’s your dad?”
“He is doing much better, thanks.”
“I think we should all get together and go somewhere this weekend. Like go see a movie or something.” Phoebe never acted like it bothered her that she is the only single one, which is great, but I would still love to see her with a nice guy.
“Sorry, but Daniel and I can’t go. I’m taking him somewhere Saturday for his birthday. It’s a surprise.” I smiled over at Daniel.
“Well then, how about Sunday?”
“Actually, my mom and dad wanted me to ask Hannah over Sunday for my
birthday family dinner. I hadn’t had a chance to ask her yet.” Daniel turned to me. “What do you think?”
Dinner…. with his parents. How could I get out of this? Maybe it will snow, or I will get the flu, or a plague of locust and frogs will be put upon the earth.
“Sure, sounds fun!” Not. “Maybe we can all get together Thursday night.” I decided to change the subject.
Daniel pulled me aside after lunch. “I’m sorry I threw dinner with my parents at you while we were with our friends.” He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.
“It’s fine. I just don’t know if I’m ready for it or not. I mean, they know about me and my family but what if they ask me something I can’t or don’t want to answer? Or what if I stick my foot in my mouth and they think I’m a freak?”
Daniel cupped my chin in his hand. “Hannah, they will love you almost as much as I do. They are not going to ask you anything too personal about your powers. They know the routine. Remember, they have a freak for a son, they are used to this.”
Chapter 3
We walked into the rest home, and while Jaycee checked in at the front desk, I took stock of my surroundings. The walls and shiny floors were a sterile white, there were old people and nurses everywhere, and the place had a funky smell to it. It was exactly how I pictured it to be.
“Come on. The nurse said Aunt Lucy is in the rec room.” Jaycee said as she walked past me, totally pulling me out of my ‘judgey’ zone.
“They have a rec room?” I had flashes, of little old women shooting pool while little old men shot baskets, running through my head. Okay, maybe I wasn’t completely out of the zone yet.
“Apparently.” Jaycee said absently as she lead us into a large, open room with more sterile white. Shocker.
Daniel stood behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. He propped his chin on the top of my head and swayed us both lightly from side to side, while we waited for Jaycee to scan the room. Such an innocent