“You’ve given me hope, Ambrose. Maybe restored my faith a little.” “Restored mine too,” Ambrose admitted. Joshua Taylor looked surprised once more and this time he sought clarification. “How so?” “I wouldn’t have heard her scream. I shouldn’t have. I had the radio on. And the mixer. Plus, I don’t hear all that well to begin with,” Ambrose smiled, just a wry twist of his lips. But this wasn’t a moment for levity, and he immediately became grave once more. “I heard Paulie, my friend Paulie. You remember Paul Kimball?” Joshua Taylor nodded once, a brief affirmation. “It was like he was standing
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