THEY’D BEEN UP EARLIER THAN USUAL, before dawn, and it was barely light enough to see when they’d made their way toward the stream. Jamie hoped to find another gorgeous stone to bring back to his mother. Running ahead of Dom in the bare morning light, he’d somehow stumbled into the open septic tank, left uncovered by the workmen the day before. Dom had climbed in after his son, hoisted him on his shoulders, raised him up until Jamie scrambled out. He’d run to the house for help, poor kid, but by the time they returned, Dom had been overcome. I think he was gone even as his son struggled to
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