hard to earn her degree.
Then he removed the store keys from their hook and placed them in her hand.
He told me to leave.
Before walking out, I reminded Aubrey that Chad had worked there longer than she’d been alive.
But sitting in my pickup afterward, I couldn’t stop thinking about Dad’s final question.
“You’ve got somewhere else to go, haven’t you?”
I wondered whether he somehow knew about Sully Austramm.
Three months earlier, I’d visited Sully’s hardware store in Hale, twenty miles away, looking for a carburetor kit.
Sully was seventy-one.
His knees were giving him trouble, and
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