I followed Quinn back to the fishing village, the place that I missed so much.He stopped in front of our stone house, hesitating. His fingers curled, ready to knock, but he never did.Just then, our neighbor, Shaun Ramsey, returned from fishing. He stared at Quinn for a long moment before speaking. "You're Rocky, aren't you?"Strangely enough, Quinn, who was always cold and distant with me, still managed to smile politely at Shaun, just like he used to.Shaun waved a hand dismissively. "No use knocking. They're not home."Quinn's entire body stiffened. His right hand, which had been poised to knock, dropped heavily against the wall for support. "Mr. Ramsey, where did they go?"Shaun didn't know about Grandma's illness. That night, when she collapsed, I didn't call an ambulance. I had simply run to the main road and flagged down the first car I could.To the villagers, we had disappeared in the middle of the night. So, Shaun could only guess. "Maybe they went out to sea with P
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