CLOSED START FOR: @flohastings LOCATION: florence’s house, bayview
Benji had no idea what he’d be arriving to find at his sister’s house. Whether they’d be awake, tending to Rory, still asleep, either way completely caught off guard. And Benji had information he was honor bound to deliver as he stood on Flo’s front porch, catching his breath, trying to organize his thoughts. How could he tell her that the unimaginable had happened? The worst news he felt he could deliver her was this — and for the rest of their lives they’d have to live with the fact that he’d been the one to say it to her. And he would have to live with the vision of his sister, forever remember her reaction to the news. He was dead. Their father was dead. The man that was supposed to be their father, anyway. Connor’s grandfather, Rory’s grandfather. A man who hadn’t shown up for his children, but had tried for his grandchildren, until the clock ran out. Finally, Benji knocked, hoping it was loud enough to wake them without being forced to ring the doorbell.