Gunner POV
I met Scrubs and Bluey in the kitchen when I was collecting a plate for us.
"Gunner, can you let Cora know that Jake and Sally-Anne are out of surgery, and it's still touch and go? Father has contacted the morgue to collect the son, sorry stepson." Scrubs mentioned a few more things before he touched my arm in sympathy.
"I will, she might have questions." I bro-armed Scrubs, forearm to forearm, and gave one strong shake. Sometimes you pull the person in for a thump on the back, but that moment didn't feel right to do that.
"Text me, I will come up, and so will Bluey." Bluey hadn't said much; she was pale and red-eyed, making me wonder if she was upset in sympathy with Cora or something else.
"Will do, after dinner, I need to get a few mouthfuls into her."
"Do that, she nee
