Cedric shoved the screen door open with his shoulder and caught it before it could bang shut.The cold slapped him awake. He stood on the porch in a thin shirt and let it sting. Inside, the family lay scattered across the cots, and half of them were faking sleep. He'd been listening to it for an hour. Nobody breathes that evenly when they're really out.The stars were thick over the trees. He stared at them until his eyes watered.Behind him the boards creaked. Bare feet, slow. Then Gianni's arms came around his waist and a chin settled on his shoulder."Go to bed," Gianni said."I can't.""I know. You've been out here forty minutes."Cedric snorted. "You counted?""I always count." Gianni kissed the side of his neck and stayed there a second. "Scared?"Cedric took his time. "Yeah. Really scared.""Of the Bureau?""No. I'm not even scared of dying. I got over that years ago." He gripped the rail harder. "It's you. And them. I'm scared of leaving."He tipped his head toward the window,
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