“Do you realize this door’s lock is broken?” I ask, standing at Dawson’s back door. “Anyone could walk in here, day or night.” I look over to him and find him grinning.
“Yeah,” he says. “I busted it coming in from mowing the lawn last weekend. Maybe two weekends ago.” He starts to chuckle. “Maybe even three.”
I flip the useless lock, and the lever doesn’t…
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