Chapter 77

“I know, I know. Let’s do it.”

Jamey took Henry’s hand and closed his eyes.

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Henry had wondered what Jamey’s house looked like, and whether seeing the house would tell him something about Jamey that he needed to know. He wished he and Jamey had had more time to talk so Jamey could tell him more about everyone who lived here. He wished he knew their stories.