Going back to Elizabeth's apartment sure beat going back up to his room. It was Sunday, so he didn't have any sessions scheduled with any of the doctors who wanted to poke and prod at him. The day was his, which meant he'd hole away in his room, or down at the kennel with the dogs.
He nodded to Elizabeth. "How can I disappoint the kid?" He smiled a little smile. he cared for Ben as if the boy was his own. Once upon a time, before he'd found himself labeled mental, he'd thought maybe, just maybe someday he would be able to make that claim, at least as the boy's step father. But life had a way of getting in the way, and it hadn't worked out, and Logan had to be content with just being a friend to Elizabeth and Ben.