Chapter 3

“I once was lost…”

Goose looked at me, and then we both looked at the screen, to see Tate Wishum’s reaction to Micha’s song, every beautiful note identical to how Jefferson Eaves sang it. I knew Goose was searching Tate’s eyes, to see if he could find Daniel’s reaction there, Daniel’s awe, Daniel’s adoration for Micha, also Jefferson. Tate was smiling. That I could see for myself. A smile was a good sign.

“Was blind, but now I see.”