Bryce leaned over and took a whiff of the cave. "Kevin lived here? But how did he survive living in this dumpster of a place? It smells like a compost pile and a skunk"s love child had a baby."
Sydney tiptoed to the other side of the cave. "I brought him food and money, without my parents knowing. He worked jobs when he could, up-valley, where no one knew him or our family. He made friends with the other homeless people. They protected each other. When he disappeared, I asked his friends, but no one had seen him. I have been worried sick."
"Syd, I think we should talk," Bryce said. "Let"s head down the mountain to the rock bench." He led the way to an opening where the trail designers made a rock bench overlooking the view of the town.
I sat on the cold, hard surface and drank water.
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