Chapter 35
For a long moment, Santiago said nothing. This was the thought he'd been circling since he watched his son attach himself to a virtual stranger and fall asleep like it was the most natural thing to do. To say that he was angry and confused was an understatement. Kaleth had never before behaved like this. From the time he was born, and even after the death of his mother, the boy had always been watchful, particular, slow to warm, and then completely committed once he did. Claire had been the same way. Santiago had watched countless times how his son would be held by family, friends, and colleagues' wives. Each time, the boy smiled and leaned back. He always leaned back, maintaining the small dignified distance of a child who was not yet sure about the person holding them. Santiago had nev
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