Chapter 26

Francis opened his hands and smiled, but there were tears in his eyes. “For what?”

“For giving me a reason to come back home.” 10

In the crowded rest area’s parking lot, Xavier stretched his arms and then rubbed the back of his sore neck. Watching the steady traffic flow of cars and trucks on the I-95, he leaned up against the hood of the car, and dug into his jeans for the squashed pack of Camels.