Chapter 35Johnstown, Pennsylvania, 1977Cary was standing near the top of the stairs, watching the flames and smoke roiling in the living room below, when something slammed into him from behind. He barely had time to register the impact before he hit the floor.
Jarred but unhurt, he quickly rolled over on his side and saw what had struck him...who had struck him. As soon as Cary saw who it was, he burst into flames inside with an angry heat that exceeded the heat downstairs.
Grogan Salt lay on his back just inches away, shaking his head hard as if to clear the fog from it.
Instantly, a single thought flared in Cary's mind:
He did this. He did all of this.
Everything bad that had happened in that house had been Grogan's fault. Now, the night before Grogan was supposed to leave for g
