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Chapter 75

“I know, I know! It’s hard to believe. But Auggie, honestly? I think he could even put Anton to shame. He hears everything. That’s why he does what he does, the rock music and weed, to drown it all out. He’s never figured out how to filter it.”

Doren’s hands went right back to August’s hair, spinning and twisting tight curls from loose ones as he thought. “Daws is a little harder to explain. I’m not even sure I understand it myself. He’s a problem solver. When I listened to him, the idea he was floating was that he could ‘see around corners.’ And he did, Aug. He saw all the way to the end. It wasn’t pretty.”

His fingers wandered over August’s scalp, tightening, twisting, rolling, and all the while August couldn’t stop thinking how an entire group—a gathering of six souls with unimaginable, unheard of abilities—had found themselves brought together. That was no happenstance.

“Doren,” August asked, a sudden thought grabbing him, “who hired the musicians?”