Evan asked. He convinced Deanna to spend another hour at the underground apartment so she could try to teach him how to access and control Ken’s thoughts. “Let me ask you a question.” She leaned forward, her forearms resting on her knees. “When did you know that you could read Ken’s mind?” “He wa...
Evan shivered in the dampness. Stonewall removed the dishes several hours ago. That was the last time he’d seen anyone. With nothing to do, Evan took to counting the drops as they hit the cement floor. Three thousand, seven hundred and eighty-three, three thousand seven hundred and eighty-four, t...