when they’re trying to make themselves small enough to disappear.
They were maybe 9 or 10 years old, dressed in thin jackets that were entirely wrong for the weather, and all three of them were shaking.
Not trembling, shaking, the deep, full-body kind that happens when cold has been working on a person for too long.
The tallest one, who Walter would later learn was Marcus, stepped slightly in front of the other two in a gesture so instinctively protective that it made something in Walter’s chest constrict.
“We’re not
