Every Year He Planted Sunflowers for His Twin Sister—Until One Morning, One Flower Held a Small White Box

a bell over a door, then a woman’s voice calling out, “Order for Ray.” When the call ended, Harris looked up sharply. “Ray’s Diner,” he said. “There’s only one near that motel.”

Harris didn’t love the idea, but he agreed Patrick could ride along as far as the diner, on the condition he stayed in the car unless told otherwise. Patrick sat in the back continue reading …