2 A.M. at a Roadside Gas Station, a Little Boy Wrapped His Arms Around a Stranger’s Leg and Whispered, “Dad… You Finally Came Back.”

the kitchen window.

Outside, Toby was showing Lorraine how to whistle the first few notes of “Amazing Grace.”

“I’m near Clarksville,” Graham said.

“Doing what?”

Graham watched Toby laugh when Lorraine produced a sound that resembled a squeaking door.

“I’m not completely sure,” he admitted. “But I think I’m supposed to be here.”

There was a long silence.

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