Newt bent down and opened the little door, then crawled through. Thomas gave Alby a questioning look, and Alby leaned in to whisper something in his ear. ‘This is sort of like a ritual for us.’ Teresa had come close so that she could hear too. ‘Newt thinks up reasons to make it happen. See, they have his little sister over there, and when he says he wants to go see her …Well, we learned months ago that you better just go along with it or there’ll be hell to pay. You got me? Family, man. It’s something most of us don’t have any more. Come on.’
