Logan gave her a smile before heading out with her. Once out the door, he pulled out the cigar and his lighter.
"Good," he answered as he put the cigar in his mouth. He meant it. Things seemed a little smoother in the house than they had been. He tried to stay out of the Cuckoo business, but there was less tension there. He probably didn't care as much as he should about one of them being in a coma. The one Rose liked was okay, and that was as close as he came to caring. "You?"