Salvar sat on his bike with two other minions.
Caliber left with the energy of a man who had witnessed something he would be telling people about for years.
He waved cheerfully, glanced once at the situation behind Salvar, pressed his lips together very hard, and then laughed anyway because he was that kind of person.
"Good luck," he said to no one and everyone simultaneously.
Then he walked away with his boyfriend's son toward piano classes, leaving Salvar sitting on his motorcycle in the school parking lot with Milo at his front, himself in the middle, and Xavier at his back holding onto his shirt with the grip of someone who had made a decision and intended to see it through to its natural conclusion.
Salvar looked at his phone.
Initially, Silas had said that since he wanted to wash up, they would go to a pizza place suggested by him and he would meet them there.
But the pizza place Silas had directed him to was a fifteen minute drive through the city highway.
