Chapter 275MATTHEWI waited until that night, after Cal's bag had been moved back upstairs and Theo had eaten something close to a full dinner for the first time since the rescue, before I brought it up. I'd been turning the conversation over since the hallway, trying to find the right shape for it, the kind of shape that wouldn't undo whatever fragile steadiness he'd built back since the corridor and the bird and everything else he'd carried through that night without telling anyone.I found him in his room, sitting cross-legged on the floor with the dinosaurs arranged in some new configuration I didn't have the vocabulary to interpret, the bird's small empty shoebox nest sitting empty in the corner now that it had been well enough, days ago, to be released back into the garden."Hey, bud," I said, sitting down on the floor across from him, which still felt strange in my joints but had become a habit I didn't want to break."Hey," he said, not looking up from the Triceratops he was
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