Share with her brothers - that made him feel a whole sort of way, a sudden thunderclap of feeling.
Marcie's mom. A guest room. Her brothers. Her dad. And Marcie herself, wanting to help, with cheese and chocolate and yoga. Kaden didn't know if he could be helped, and what Marcie might do if he just didn't get any better, how long it would take before she gave up on him.
"I don't not want to go," he stuttered, wrapping his arms round the cake tin, wishing it was Hecuba.