If Kaden struggled with the idea of leaving, he struggled even harder with the concept of coming back. Though it was more than that - the whole concept of the future, it was beyond him.
Marcie loving him, too, was another whole thing. It was like she'd handed him something huge and he didn't know what to do with it.
"Who've you told your mom I am?" He asked, concentrating on tilting the cake tin round and round his bent knee.