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My head is still reeling with puzzlement as Dyer leads me in the direction of my room.

I'm sure I heard clearly. I heard that man call him son. Is that Bodie’s father?

“Is that, by any chance, Bodie’s father?” I ask Dyer.

I'm dying to know what relationship those two share to look so much alike.

And I'm sure I heard him say Son. I'm sure I heard him clearly.

Dyer doesn't respond right away and continues leading me to my room.

His hands are still holding on to mine firmly as ...