Chapter Sixty One
I find a book that is rather very interesting to me right now. A book about a little detective that worked on solo. It's fiction, but it should be enough to give me some ideas since I am trying to investigate where my brother is and maybe it will reveal something to me that I hadn't thought of before. Something that will help me find him. Maybe without anybody else's help, that would be a dream. Not having to owe anybody else for helping me find my brother.
I go grab my little journal where I've been jotting down ideas for saving my brother and hope to make some notes. I'm surprised Brock lets me be for as long as he does, but by the time that he walks in, it is no surprise to me. What is even more surprising to me is what I have chosen to do with my time in here.
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