Chapter 27: MeridianI must have dozed off on the couch because I came to in the dark. The TV was off but I heard music. I strained to listen. It was there, distant, like the neighbors listening to tunes in the backyard. I got up, looked around, but the familiarity of the house did little to squash my apprehension.
The closer I got to where I thought was the source, the clearer the music became. It was the record Chester had played before he’d died.
I ran into the room, half expecting to see him dancing.
He wasn’t there and the record player wasn’t on. Double-checking, it wasn’t even plugged in. Hallucination…
I touched the record. Clara had managed to get the group to sign her copy at some festival that she’d attended long before she’d met me. Chester and she had joked how they probabl
