Chapter 43
“Okay. You know you can talk to me about anything.”
Hank wasn’t at all sure he could. Could he talk to him about canceling Friday’s date, for example? He didn’t think so.
He turned away and waved over his shoulder. “See you at home,” he called out without looking back.
And he heard Ollie’s voice come to him, dimly, an echo. “At home.”
Hank moved forward into the rapidly encroaching night. He knew he needed to think, just not precisely about what.Chapter 11
Ollie wondered where Hank was. He had been home now for a couple of hours and still, Hank had not shown up. Exhausted from the long day, Ollie told himself he should just crawl into bed with the book he was reading. He’d be asleep after fewer than a couple of pages.