Chapter 2: GoodbyePresent Day
As Stafford waited outside the small house for his brother, he looked about the tiny village. Each of the houses looked like something he saw on a field trip to Williamsburg when he was a kid. He had a vague memory of coming here years ago when he and Matthew were small, but they couldn’t have been more than seven, because he could remember it was sometime before his dad got transferred to Dallas. He wondered about this place when he’d come back to Baltimore for law school so many years ago, but he hadn’t been here until his mother announced that she was moving here and why.
“I don’t have much time left,” she said. “And I want to spend it there. It’s a part of my past I’ve always been curious about, and now I want to explore it. I own a house there, for God’
