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Chapter 21.1

He grabbed an old pair of jeans that didn’t smell too bad from the floor of his closet, put on socks and walking shoes, and a sweatshirt. It had been dipping down toward forty degrees when he’d come home.

He tiptoed through the house so as not to wake Bev, then struck out through his neighborhood, setting every dog in the area to barking. Can’t pull anything over on these guys. Now, if he’d been a burglar, they wouldn’t have made a sound, he was sure.

As much as he loved New York, Nick had come to love this small Texas town, and he’d come to love the quiet peacefulness of night. He would like it even better, he thought, if it weren’t for the faint whiff of smoke on the breeze. The remains of the bonfire were still in the air.

At the end of his neighborhood he turned toward Main, intending to

cross and amble over toward the school. Might as well do a walk-by while he was out.

Sure enough, the smell of smoke grew stronger the closer he got to the school and the field behind it where the
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