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Chapter 107: Noah Meets Charles a Second Time

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Lucas left after lunch.

Before he went he stood at the door for a moment in the way he did when he had

something else to say and was deciding whether to say it. Then he said: “Ethan’s right,

you know. About all of it.” He didn’t specify which part. He didn’t need to. I watched him

go down the hall and thought that for a man who communicated primarily through legal

documents and measured silences, my brother had become very good at saying the

important things.

The call from Dr. Yemi came four da
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