Chapter 49: Goodnight, Mr. Avery
As expected, the father and son team dropped me off at my Tudor on Farling Street. It started to rain by then, and I was going to get wet on the jaunt from the front street to the Tudor’s stoop. Not that I cared, though. Oftentimes, getting wet can be the warmest and accepting feeling in the world, just as it had that night.
Parked in front of the Tudor, listening to the Pilot’s engine hum, I leaned over the seat and kissed Dugan goodnight. Then I turned my attention to Colby, who sat behind his father in the back seat.
“Thank you for letting me spend some time with you and your daddy.”
“I actually had fun with you, Paul. We both like you.” The little guy smiled, looking tired from our short adventure in the woods.
I smiled in the blue dim light cast b
