Dinner's five minutes away!”I stepped into the garage. My gaze darted around and I spotted an old duffel bag atop a box. I ripped it out and opened the passenger door of my car. I pressed the laptop and mind-control device into there and zipped it up. I hefted it with care, not wanting to shift them around and break them. I marched out of the garage. My wife hardly glanced at me. She was checking on something in the oven. I caught a whiff of cheese and potatoes. Potatoes au gratin to go with the chicken. I swept past her. In the living room, my daughter was stretched across the couch watching one of those Disney channel teen shows. I frowned at the sight of a girl getting ketchup dumped on her feet while she squealed in disgust. Her bare toes flexed before the camera.What the fuck was that?I vanished down the stairs into the basement and headed for my workstation. My Dusk couldn't be over that Reynolds boy. He was a punk. He once knocked off my mailbox, and half the streets, with his. The lights seemed to shock him when it got dark and I turned them on. He looked confused as hell. In a minute he walked over to touch one, very carefully. By that time the bulb was hot, of course, and he jerked his hand away quick. And he bloody nodded, like he was approving or something.It has to be amnesia, I thought. That explained a lot. Well, not everything. I mean, the clothes, what was he doing out in the snow, where did he come from, what’s up with the language? It’s all too weird.He was ready to doss down on the floor before I showed him the bed in the spare room. Even then he seemed pretty uncertain until I lay down on it to show him. He started to lie right down with me, and I got up kind of quick. But he got the idea, again.As I went out, closing the door behind me, I was a little uneasy; I mean, it’s a strange man and we’re all alone—oh, man, are we alone!—and I didn’t feel real safe right now. I locked the door of my bedroom, and it took me a long while to fall.
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