Chapter 7The days went by. The weeks, and soon, it was Christmas Eve. Justice didn’t mention his dream—though he had decided it wasn’t one. As for Archie, he still had no recollection of nearly being electrocuted while hanging holiday lights back six years ago, while a teenager living in Virginia and away from Justice. He believed it happened, though, and was just as certain he’d spoken to angels to find out that it had.
“I wish I could see you every day,” Archie had told his parents when the time for their and Faye’s departure came.
“We can look after you every day, and love you every day, and protect you from certain things every day,” Vincent said.
“Not everything,” Annie added. “We can’t stop all the bad things. I wish we could, but it’s simply not possible, for reasons that might n
