Chapter 185: Lies

Gibson sat in his office and watched the world go by, waiting for it to turn red at some moment that might be meaningful to him, but never was. It was all just colorless noise in a grey world. He was bored. And when he wasn’t bored, or when something had caught his eye, the words wouldn’t come, and he didn’t know what to do with himself. He hadn’t been able to figure out how to write anything since before Pearl Harbor, before it ever began to become a war, because there was no one who really knew what he was doing except for his father, but he wasn’t going to tell him so much as the barest idea of how to get off this boat and get back home to DC, to his apartment where he felt safe, and even though he wasn’t supposed to say such things, he wondered if the man still thought about him every day. Every time Gibson thought of Mr. Kaplan, he thought of what would have happened if they could both have made it back home, but Mr. Kaplan had died a few weeks after Gibson went missing. He could
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