Nothing had changed. Sam knew things wouldn’t have, but it was still strange to come back to his workroom with everything the same. Nick’s letter was sitting on his desk where he’d pieced it together and he could feel where The Book of the Dead was hidden in the cabinet ( Read more... )

It had been almost a month since he'd left the Bar. A week after he came home, there was a letter from Nick saying that he was going to come to visit, but that was about the only bright thing. He didn't need to ignore doors since they just didn't show up and every day in his workshop, he'd wind the beetle from Kait and try to think about doing his ( Read more... )