Chapter 65Sara and Huxley made their way to the back yard. There sat Jerzy at his little private table against the back wall near his doorway. His legs were stretched out in front of him. His arms hung loose on his lap. His face was turned up, exposed to the brief sunlight pouring down between drifting patches of morning fog. He looked dead. They moved closer.
“I hear yuh!” His voice surprised them.
Both Sara and Huxley jumped backward. Huxley stepped forward. “Jerzy?”
He sat up, rubbed his eyes and tried to focus on them. “Oh, it's you two again? What in tarnation do yuh think I can tell yuh now? I done told yuh all I know.” He tried to smooth out his old rumpled clothing.
“We've returned from Hawaii.”
“So? Did you find Emma in Hawai-ya?”
Sara reminded herself that they couldn't giv
