Chapter 22
Jason came to pick him up at noon, and Shane felt scared.
He wasn’t genuinely scared of much. He just wasn’t built that way. But he was scared now, and even Luke squeezing his hand before letting him go at the kitchen door wasn’t really helping.
“It’ll be fine,” Luke said, but that didn’t help either.
The radio was on, but Shane switched it off before they even left Little Hinckley, the sound grating on his nerves. Jason glanced at him, but said nothing, and for once Shane was grateful for that. He clung to what Jason had said the night before, and tried to ward off the panic. Jason wasn’t mad at him. Jason wasn’t going to ditch him. And he’d said Dad wasn’t either.
But the journey was still too short, and at the traffic lights on the last junction before their house, Jason
