C691 The Battle of the Substitute!

Dawn was just breaking when Cello Everett finished his morning routine, dressed sharply and ready for the day.

"Mr. Everett," Kane mumbled groggily, "are you off to hunt again today? Or, no, helping Granny cross the street?"

"Of course!" Cello replied with a grin.

Since that day at the hospital, he had spent a full week committing acts of kindness and had amassed thousands of thank-you gifts