HER DAUGHTER LAUGHED AT HER HANDMADE QUILT

the Bradley thing happened, I called him.

I said, Walter, your niece is about to need family, and I don’t mean me. I mean blood that looks like her father.

He drove down from Scranton that same night.

He was the one who recognized the photo, actually. Desmond showed him a picture of Bradley to confirm a detail, and Walter went very still and said, “I continue reading …