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“I thought yoga was supposed to make you more limber?”

“I'a I just said that to bust that young et riled quick I think it's because they treated hiloves after Michael died”

“Who's Michael?”

Uncle Harlan made a thch-thch-thch sound and shook his head “Sad story that is The boy died so young Sam never was the same after”

“You need to stop talking right now” Sam stood in the doorway, clad only in jeans, his forehead deceptively s the venom in his tone

Uncle Harlan pursed his lips and shook his head “There's nothing you could have done to save Michael It's about time you accepted that” His stance softened and the flush drained out of his cheeks as quickly as it had appeared “Even if you'd found it, the money couldn't have helped him”

A powerful silence descended, pushing down on Josie's shoulders like an unbearable weight She'd gotten lost in a fa out for years with no resolution

If Sae it He stood as silent and solid as a statue, his face ano clue as to his emotions at the moment

A chastened Uncle Harlan stepped forward, closing the gap between the two th “Sam, I'm sorry I didn't mean—”

“If you leave right noon't tell anyone you're here”

“Sammy—”

“Just go”

Uncle Harlan sighed and walked toward the door, pausing to rest his hand on Sam's shoulder Thenor

The elder Layton gave Sam a quick pat and cleared his throat “Well then, I'll be seeing you next Thanksgiving”

When Saetic smile and brushed past her and out the door The subsequent click of the front door announced he'd left