Toby & Gavin — The Missing Weekends
“One sixteen-year-old boy and an older gentleman.
Is that correct?”
Toby nodded.
“The man can walk.
Gavin can’t put weight on his leg.
He was holding up a panel when the ground slipped.”
“You’re sure they have air?”
“The tunnel opens to the river.
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