Chapter 33

• I find him in the little nook connected to the kitchen, setting up a cribbage board, and stop short in the doorway. “What are you doing?”
• “It’s been a while since we played.” Shane shuffles the cards, bridging them in a satisfying sound that takes me back. Max never enjoyed this game, but my grandfather had taught me as a kid and Shane knew how to play, so we’d spent quite a few evenings in this exact spot while Max watched movies in the living room.
• “Shane…” I don’t know why I’m hesitating.