Chapter 68: Chasity’s Scent Again
Calix
I couldn’t help but notice the similarities between Chance’s and Dexter’s lifestyles. Grief had done a number on both of them. They were both hoarding to feel safe, to insulate themselves. It wasn’t easy to let go of anything when you already felt robbed of everything. It didn’t matter how seemingly insignificant the objects in question were. What was trash to others was treasure to them. What was worthless to others was priceless to them. I felt so sorry for them both. They needed help.
Despite their similar coping mechanisms, their stories contradicted each other. Chance had been convinced that his daughter, Chalice, and her mate, Chase, were both dead, along with their model friend Deidre. Meanwhile, Dexter insisted that Chase was alive.
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