Page 81 of Crimson Flames

A few of them have developed a food hoarding habit, caused by food insecurity they experienced at the camp. Food was used as a weapon against them, so we try to treat it as something much more neutral now.

When we asked how we could help, some said they would like to take their plates to their room because they feel like they can eat without the threat of it being taken away. Dr. K’s working with them, but for now we’re allowing what they need to heal.

Our only rule is that you have to clean up after yourself, and that hasn’t been a problem so far. Sure, they’re kids and need reminders, but we have always spoken to them about it gently, and they respond well.

Overall, you’d think a group of this many kids would be chaotic, and while it can be at times, they’ve created a sort of harmony together that is actually pretty peaceful. They do their school work online, get plenty of exercise, and play out in the snow until we have to call them in for dinner and bedtime.

It’s normal, the way they all should have had the freedom to grow up, and I finally feel at peace in my heart knowing we’re bringing that to them.

“Good Morning,” I greet Boris cheerily, kissing him on the cheek.

He quickly grabs my face, pulling my lips to his in a bruising kiss.

When he pulls back, a dazed grin spreads across my face.

“I am sorry I was not there when you awoke.”

Tucking myself under his arm as he goes back to pouring more batter on the large open stove, I hum when his scent envelops me.

Whisky. Tobacco. Home.

“Well look who finally woke up,” Cillian says, pushing through the door. I have half a mind to let him know I slept in because he decided to go another round with me in the middle of the night, but I realize there are too many little ears around.

He laughs when he sees my expression, knowing exactly what I was thinking. We all settle into breakfast, and Kai comes over to give me a hug.

“I’m glad you’re back. You look happier.”

I smile down at him, pushing some of his hair back.

“I think I am happy.”

“Good, you deserve it.” Kai makes up a heaping plate, sitting between Cillian and Boris at the table as he fills them in on what happened while we were gone.

It isn’t much, but you can tell he is proud to feel like part of the group. When we finish, I stand and Kai does too.

“Hey, can I talk to you?” he asks.

“Sure,” I say, moving towards the door. He follows after me. There is an area with snow boots and jackets where we sit together as I grab mine.

“I know you were just out with Cillian, but is it cool if we walk through the garden while we talk? I want to go see Aiden.”

He quickly throws on his jacket and boots. “Of course.”

The frigid air is a sharp contrast to the summer sun of Spain, but it’s still beautiful here.

We walk for a little bit as Kai fidgets with his jacket, causing me to look at him in question. “So, what’s up?” I finally ask.

He blows out a long breath just before we get to the memorial. “I wanted to ask you something.” Looking around at anything but me, he chews on his bottom lip, his body vibrating with nervous energy.

“Kai, what is it?”

My anxiety begins to get the better of me, but it’s the tears in his eyes that have my heart racing.

“I want you to adopt me.”

Okay, now I’m going to cry.

“Kai,” I say, wrapping him in a hug. I don’t have any words. I’m a little shocked but also comforted by the idea.

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