[All at once, she hates Kel, actually. Sunny’s trauma wasn’t his to tell. Maybe the same could be said for Basil, but that’s different—it’s always different, with Basil. Both of them—all of them, from points in time only days yet too far apart.

[It’s not their fault. They should have someone. Hell, Aubrey could’ve hounded them into telling, under different circumstances, but it’s happened the way it’s happened, and she hates this for Sunny, and—

[Sunny’s here. He agrees. It’s not fair to him to hold back.]

I know that… during the sleepover, you and Basil fight. [He’s not looking, and Aubrey’s expression has pulled tense with twisted, churning emotion. She speaks slow; has to force it.] Kel’s not sure why—neither of us are.

I know that puts you in the hospital; both of you. And in that future…

[She squeezes. Doesn’t release; but if Sunny does, then…]

…you tell us that Mari… didn’t kill herself. And that Basil covered for it.

[I’m sorry.]