Chapter 13 Alex paced outside the white cinderblock building, shaking his head over being so early. He was half-annoyed at Etan for giving in to his agitation that morning and dropping him off more than half an hour before the time everyone had agreed upon. He’d also smiled, kissed Alex soundly, and refused to stay and keep him company. Despite the key in his pocket, Alex felt strange about barging into an unknown space without anyone from town there. That left him wandering around the parking lot between the bulk of the red brick high school and the abandoned cannery at half past seven on a Saturday, like a demented stalker who’d lost track of the days. Several windows interrupted the uniform white on the front of the building beneath blocky, faded purple letters declaring this the Wol