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after that, he ignored her, burying his face into his dog to cry if the men weren’t around. When he went to sleep at night, he lay in bed and pretended that she lay next to him, cradling him in her arms. The hope of seeing her again made him feel better even though he had never seen it happen in his head.
    The future he saw held mostly ugly things.
    The men in the hall began to get nervous. That usually meant they had to enter his room or someone more important was coming. He listened closely. It was someone new. He listened to their wandering thoughts to see if it was him , the man who visited Jake in his dreams before they took him from his mom. Whoever it was made them even more nervous than usual.
    Jake wiped the tears off his face and stared at the television, waiting. He didn’t care that he still clutched his dog. It didn’t matter. They were still scared of him.
    The door opened and he ignored the movement. It always aggravated the person who walked in. He could hear their frustration as thoughts rattled around in each man’s head, so he did it every time. It was a fun game for now.
    A man walked in, stopping just inside the door. Jake watched Diego walk through the jungle looking for a lost animal. He suddenly wondered if Will was looking for him. He told his mother not to look for him, but he never told Will not to. He quickly pushed the thought away. He never saw Will saving him either.
    The man stood still, waiting for Jake to acknowledge his presence, but Jake continued watching the television. Diego was never with his mommy. Jake wondered if Diego missed his mommy, too.
    Jake heard the man’s frustration turn to anger, not that Jake cared. The man couldn’t do anything.
    “I need one of you to come in here.” The man called through the still-open door.
    “No fucking way. I saw what he did to Hernandez a few days ago. I’m staying outside.”
    Jake felt bad about Hernandez. Kind of.
    The new man groaned with his voice but thought lots of bad words Jake’s mommy never let him use. Jake wanted to laugh, but it would ruin the game.
    The man shut the door, taking small steps toward him. Jake watched him out of the corner of his eye. He sat in an empty kitchen chair next to the bed, crossing his legs. His hands rested on his knees, lacing his fingers together.
    The man waited for Jake to look at him, but Jake devoted his attention to the speedboat that Diego drove.
    “Hello, Jake.” His voice was calm and smooth. He didn’t sound angry like he did in his head.
    It wasn’t him .
    “Do you know who I am?”
    Jake was already bored with the ignoring game so he shrugged his shoulders. If it wasn’t him , what did it matter?
    The man’s thoughts got excited over Jake’s shrug. Words and feelings twisted in his head. Jake listened, trying to sort through the mess.
    “My name is Alex.”
    Father . Jake sat up a little taller. His father? Jake turned to face him.
    A smile spread across the man’s perfect face. “So you do know?”
    Jake didn’t answer but continued to stare. Whenever he asked his mother about his father, she always said he was somebody that didn’t deserve to know him. He tried to dig deeper into the man’s head to see more but found it cluttered with unimportant things. He needed to touch him.
    Jake slid off the bed, his sneakered shoes making a dull thud on the wood floor. He walked the few steps to stand in front of the man and study his face. He had blond hair like Jake’s, cut short and not as curly. The man’s blue eyes burned into his. Jake heard the curiosity and excitement behind them.
    “I want to touch you.”
    Alex’s eyes widened. “He speaks. Touch me, huh? Okay. You won’t hurt me, will you?”
    A tiny smile lifted the corners of Jake’s mouth and reached his hand out to the man’s arm.
    He made contact with an electric jolt. Alex jerked under his hand, but Jake grabbed tight. Images flooded his mind. He pushed through them searching for answers to his