![]() ![]() Against one wall a daybed, actually made, looked like it could hold one person spaciously and two tightly. Doesn’t look like much outside, but you made it really cool.” That was true. Will glanced over and caught the fast blink wiping out the unshed tears. The guy’s eyes were wide and a little horrified. Though the face was perfect and Will had never seen such an expression, it could only be one person. Only his profile showed as he gazed off into space with a look of pure longing. The model was more boy than man, with long brown hair falling down a lean, curved back. He was kind of aware that he was in one medium-sized room, but pretty much all he saw was the huge, softly impressionistic painting of a nude man on the wall opposite the front door. ![]() “Home sweet home.” He walked in and Will followed. Noah unlocked the door, although a burglar probably could have ripped down the walls and gotten in easily. Clearly the thing had been built sometime early in the twentieth century without a single permit. Will followed Noah up to the low-rise structure that looked more like a shed than a house. ![]()
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