““Just like his brothers,” the old man whispered. “No.” “Yeah, old woman. He’s one of them. I don’t know why God punished us. But he did.” “We have to tell Martin. He’s got to know. We have to tell him.” “Can’t, Mother. We can’t do it. We’d be dead soon as we set foot off this porch.” She sighed, knowing it was true. “Don’t come back here, boy!” his father called after him. “I don’t want to see you again.” But he knew he would. One more time. “Just get gone!” Gary had mumbled something under his... breath and stumbled into his car. He didn’t even remember the drive back to Martin’s house. The confusing events of the visit to his parents had been wiped from his mind. Most of the others had left when he pulled into the driveway at Martin’s. He felt like it must be midnight, at least. He looked at his watch. Seven-thirty. He walked slowly up to the porch. Martin met him on the porch, took one look at Gary’s almost gray face and quickly led him inside.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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