He’d been here once as a kid when James had come to visit his grandparents. Still, he’d been a kid so he didn’t remember how to get here, let alone what town James was in. But finding James had been ridiculously easy. Good thing James wasn’t in the witness protection program. Will stopped the car in front of the cabin, the crunch of snow and gravel underneath his tires. He wasn’t sure what to expect when James opened the door, but he’d come too far to leave now. This is James. He won’t turn me away. His stomach twisted as he walked to the front door. But he would have said the same thing about his mother. He rapped on the door. A moment later, James stood in the opening, his eyes wide in surprise. For one heart-stopping moment, Will was sure James was going to turn him away. But then James reached for him, pulling him into a bear hug. “Welcome home, buddy.” Relief poured through Will, opening the dam to his emotions and he released a wail of anguish. They stood there for several seconds as Will sobbed.
