ANMELDENMia's POVLucas came back Wednesday afternoon with no particular reason except that he wanted to and had stopped pretending otherwise.I met him at the elevator and we went to the balcony because the living room had Noah and Eli in it doing the quiet parallel drawing thing they had developed, and the kitchen had Elena on a call, and the balcony was the one space that belonged to whoever needed it most at any given hour.We sat on the low bench against the railing.The city was doing its midweek thing below us, unhurried and indifferent. A good sky for once, the kind that made Chicago look like it had always been this pleasant and was not simply having a decent hour.Lucas had his jacket unzipped and his elbows on his knees and was looking at the skyline with the easy comfort of someone who had decided this place was familiar enough to be comfortable in."How are you actually," he said."You always ask that," I said."You always answer the surface version first," he said. "So I ask twi
Elena's POVDamian came out of his office with the expression I had learned to read over years of exactly this kind of moment. Not the boardroom face, controlled and deliberate. The other one. The one that only appeared when something had landed that he had not fully prepared for and was now carrying through the apartment trying to decide how to set it down without breaking the floor.I was in the kitchen with Claire on the phone when he appeared in the doorway.I held up one finger.He waited, which told me how serious it was because Damian in this state did not usually wait."Claire," I said. "Let me call you back in ten minutes. Stay by your phone."I hung up and looked at him."Tell me," I said.He told me.I listened without interrupting, which was harder than it sounded because my father in law had been sitting in our living room for the past week looking diminished and regretful and I had been moving toward something that resembled provisional sympathy and now the ground under
Mia's POVLucas came back on Wednesday.Not because we had planned it but because he texted at noon saying he was in the area and I said come up without thinking about it, which was the thing about Lucas, he fit into the rhythm of things without disrupting them.He arrived to find Noah at the dining table working on a botanical study from the plant on the kitchen windowsill that he had apparently decided needed to be documented thoroughly. Eli was on the balcony with his architectural work. Sophia was not in the living room, which I noticed but did not mention because Sophia's whereabouts had been slightly unpredictable since Tuesday morning and I had not yet decided whether to say something about it.Lucas sat beside Noah and looked at the botanical study."That is very precise," he said."Plants do not move," Noah said. "Which makes them useful. People are harder.""Mia draws people constantly," Lucas said."I know," Noah said. "She drew me the first morning. I did not realize until
Sophia's POVI was not looking at Eli.That was what I told myself while my pencil sat motionless on a page that should have had thirty more minutes of work in it. I was thinking about the perspective correction he had pointed out that morning, which was a technical matter and had nothing to do with the fact that he had noticed something in my drawing that I had missed, which almost never happened, which was the only reason he was occupying any space in my thinking at all.That was the story I was telling myself.It was not a very good story.From the kitchen came the low sound of Lucas and Eli talking about the jacket shop three blocks north, easy and uncomplicated the way conversations were between people who had no history and no reason to be guarded with each other. Lucas had that quality, I had noticed it at the birthday party, the ability to make a space feel immediately safe without doing anything deliberate to achieve it.I understood why Mia liked him.I understood it in the
Mia's POVLucas texted on Sunday morning while I was still in my pajamas.'Museum has a new photography exhibit. You mentioned wanting to see it. This week maybe?'I smiled at my phone and typed back yes before I had thought about it properly.Then I remembered that the penthouse currently contained three additional teenagers in various states of settling in and that my life had expanded considerably since the last time Lucas and I had made casual plans.I told him about Eli and Noah and Sophia in the most abbreviated version possible, which still took four messages and left him visibly processing when I checked my phone twenty minutes later.He replied: 'So you went from only child to three siblings in one week.''Essentially,' I typed.'Are they okay? Are you okay?'I looked up from my phone.Sophia was at the dining table with her sketchbook and coffee, back to the door out of habit, facing the window for once. Noah was somewhere with Rosa. Eli had not emerged from the guest room y
Mia's POVEli arrived on a Saturday afternoon with one bag, a jacket that was too light for Chicago in May, and the specific composure of someone who had learned to walk into unfamiliar rooms without showing how unfamiliar they felt.I watched him come off the elevator from across the living room.He was taller than I expected. Dark hair, slightly overgrown, the kind that happened when someone had more important things to think about than haircuts. He looked around the penthouse with careful eyes that catalogued everything quickly and quietly, the same way Noah did, which made sense now that I understood why.Damian went to him first.They shook hands and then both seemed to realize that a handshake was insufficient and slightly absurd and there was a brief moment of neither knowing what came next before Elena stepped in and hugged him like it was the simplest thing in the world, which broke whatever tension was holding the room stiff.Eli looked surprised by the hug.Then he leaned i







