Chapter 77 Homecoming

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Homecoming 

I hadn’t seen the house in nine years.

Not once.

Not from a distance.

Not in photographs.

Not even on a map.

That had been deliberate.

Some places don’t need revisiting.

They revisit you.

We drove there just after midnight.

Three people.

One car.

Too ma...

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