A Hot Time in the Old Town

"Well," I said, "whether I do or not, I definitely believe that you believe it."

He nodded, satisfied.

"And you come back sometimes to check and make sure things are okay--that it won’t happen again?"

"Yeah."

"Ever find anything?"

"No. A hundred times I've been through here and nothing's felt wrong yet. I think it's gone. Maybe it disappeared when the house was destroyed. Maybe it stayed, but all the happiness and fun of this place buried it deep down or snuffed it out altogether. Who knows?" He sighed. "I don't think I'll be back again. I'll do one more patrol today, just for old time's sake, but that's it."





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