Chapter 5 — Fifteen Years in the Shadows

He took me to a storage locker near the industrial end of the harbor, a place he had quietly outfitted months before, and there, wrapped in dry blankets that he had put there for exactly this night, he finally told me the whole of it.

After the crash that killed our parents, Rhys had been badly hurt — that part was real.

But during a long rehabilitation program in another state, one he’d gone through mostly alone at nineteen, he had recovered almost fully.