Chapter 272

• “I used to come up here a lot,” I tell her, my voice quiet. “Whenever things got… complicated. When my dad died last year and I needed to think, this was where I would hide out. Just for a while.”
• She doesn’t say anything, just watches me with that guarded expression she’s so good at. But I can see it—the walls are cracking. Just a little.
• Penny tugs on my hand, pulling me down to her level. “Look, Damien! I can see our house from here!”