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Daniel stood in the middle of the living room in his apartment. He’d spent so little time here, it didn’t even look lived in. He could easily pack up and move in an afternoon. His mind rolled backwards to the months he was planning his move to Painter. What he’d said to Sophia about his family was true. He’d had a good childhood. The only mar of significance was the heavy burden of his brother’s death. He’d been so young, his memories of David were vague. However, his recollection of his parents’ pain was vivid. Each had carried the grief of David’s death with them to their death. Yet, they’d created a childhood of love and hope for Daniel. He hadn’t come to Painter to fill a hole. He’d come to Painter to connect with the shifter side of himself. Discovering his only living uncle might
