Chapter 36

Rory got to his feet, deliberately scraping the chair just to make some noise and provoke his father, but Garry remained unmoved. “I’m going now. I’ll come again tomorrow.”

Retracing his steps through the prison, Rory mused how he’d just had the longest conversation he’d ever had with his father. As a child, Rory had been too afraid to say much beyond, “Yes, sir,” or “No, sir.” Garry had been big on the whole respecting your elders thing.

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