Chapter 9: Carr StreetEarly Monday morning, November 2
The door to the human universe that opened in the attic of 935 Carr Street, Greensboro, North Carolina, was no longer black. It had turned a soft grey and the now-visible sky map showed one large moon and a spiral galaxy.
“Ready?” Fletcher asked. Sam nodded yes.
Fletcher pushed the door open and they walked through it, side by side. He was home and he wasn’t. Fletcher realized that Carr Street had never truly been home, even when his mother had been alive—not after she married Paul.
He looked up to see the stars in the skylight. That was the only light in a dark, dark room, until Sam started glowing, a pale yellow-white, gradually pushing back the dark. As the dark receded, some of Fletcher’s fear went with it.
Paul’s desk had bee
