Chapter 26
At the top of the stairs, a door was closed. Merrick tapped on it. “Grant?”
When he didn’t hear a response, he opened it. Inside, Grant sat on the bed, his back to the door, his gaze out the window. The room was decorated in model sailboats, with blue wallpaper and comforter on the bed.
“Can I come in?”
Grant shrugged.
Merrick sat on the bed, then rubbed Grant’s back. “I’m sorry.”
Grant put a hand over his face.
“I don’t think we ever saw it as lying. It was like it was two separate worlds, and this didn’t belong in yours. Your dad didn’t tell you about the job because he loves you. He just didn’t want to worry you or endanger you.”
“I should’ve been told.”
“Everything has a risk of going badly. We just never know when it will happen…or who will get hurt.”
Grant let ou
