Chapter 6In the week following their night in the park, Guy and his companions found other places to crash—once on a rooftop, a couple of times by the river, and otherwise in the basements of various vacant buildings in and around downtown. Twice they shared the basements with other homeless adults and teens, who were less than happy to have them around.
“You’d think they owned the space,” Tone had muttered under his breath when the two older men they ran into made it quite clear they interlopers who had better not return.
“They think they do,” Mack had replied. “The same way we thought that house was ours.”
“We’d have shared,” Guy had protested, until he remembered Tone’s words about too many others crashing there, which could have brought unwanted attention from the neighbors, and the
