Chapter 2Tom froze when he felt someone grip his shoulders. Then a voice he recognized as Gib’s called him Cailean while saying he’d missed him. Shaking free of Gib’s hands, he turned slightly to look at him. “Whoever you think I am, you’re mistaken.”
“Am I?” Gib came around to pull out the other chair at the table and sit. “Can you say that without a shadow of a doubt?”
“Yes,” Tom replied adamantly, even though his dream wanted to make a liar of him. “Yes, I can. My name is Tom. Thomas Clayton. You know that. You said you’ve read my books. Isn’t that proof enough for you?”
Gib pressed the tips of his fingers together as he stared at Tom. “That may be who you are now. The person you created out of necessity, almost twelve years ago, because you couldn’t accept what happened.”
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