Stone Circle Nobody's even lookin' me in my eyes

A content murmur crawled up his throat in response to his mother's ministrations, followed by Lucas' reaching around and sloppily licking the side of her face. How could he have been so selfish? He believed at the time that his aunt needed him more—the sadness on her face had been so poignant—but she wasn't about to have more children. She could, if she wished, search for Merrick as well. Laurel was and couldn't.

Do you think they'll let me stay here? Lucas asked, peering past her taupe shoulder to the stones in the distance. What is this place anyway?