"Normal things," she repeated quietly, thinking of Riley, of the fact that the girl had never done such an ordinary thing as toast marshmallows and make S'mores. "Everyday things that most of us here would take for granted. You may have argued, but you still had each other."

Jennifer felt a sudden, selfish ache for home- because that sounded a bit like herself and the rest of the gang, too. They may have had their difficulties and differences, but they always had each others' backs when it came down to it.

"Even if he did leave you with them... least they seem like good kids," she said quietly. "I've spoken to Riley a few times... introduced her to toasted marshmallows at May Day. They have a chance to be kids here."