“Oh, Nell.

You don’t understand what’s just come to our door.” He pulled Brucie closer against his chest, the way you’d shield a child from weather, staring at her mismatched eyes like a man looking at a ghost.

“Why didn’t you tell me his name?

Of all the names in the world — why didn’t you tell me?”

Chapter 6 — A Promise to Your Mother

“Grandpa, you’re scaring me,” I said, my voice climbing.