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  • Once I'd hopped and felt my way like a blind man through the woods and reemerged into the world of sun and light, I was surprised to find the sunsinking. Somehow the whole day had slippedaway. At the pub my dad was waiting for me, a black-as-night beer and his open laptop on the table in front of him. I sat down and swiped his beer.I underwent a brief interrogation about how I'd gotten to the house and who had taken me there, and because the easiest kind oflying is when you leave things out of a story rather than make themup, I passed with flying colors. I conveniently forgot to mentionthat Worm and Dylan had tricked me into wading through sheepexcrement and then bailed out a half-mile from our destination.
  • "Find people to talk to. Someone will know what happened to the kids who used to live there. I figure a few of them must still be alive on the mainland if not around here. In a nursing home or something.""Sure. That's an idea." He didn't sound convinced, though.There was an odd pause, and then he said, "So do you feel like you'restarting to get a better handle on who your grandpa was, being here?" I thought about it. "I don't know. I guess so. It's just an island, you know?"
  • "We found a letter once. It was from a woman whose name wedidn't know, addressed to your grandfather. I love you, I miss you.when are you coming back, that kind of thing. Seedy, lipstick-on-thecollar type stuff. I'll never forget it."I felt a hot stab of shame, like somehow it was my own crimehe was describing. And yet I couldn't quite believe it."We tore up the letter and flushed it down the toilet. Neverfound another one, either. Guess he was more careful after that."I didn't know what to say. I couldn't look at my father."I'm sorry, Jake. This must be hard to hear. I know how muchyou worshipped him." He reached out to squeeze my shoulder but Inshrugged him off, then scraped back my chair and stood up.
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