5Stand With Me, BrotherBack in the bedroom, Soren filled the cups. He gave one to Conn then sat opposite him on the edge of the bed, waiting for him to say more.
The sky split again. This time, the lightning flash was accompanied by marble-sized hailstones. They bounced off the window ledge and hammered against the glass, some making it through the opening at the bottom and scattering on the floor of the room. Both men stared as they slowly began to melt, dotting into little dark pools.
To Soren’s relief, the temperature had plummeted with the onset of the storm, and he found his breath coming a little more easily, though the cold water he’d splashed on his face now felt boiling. He wanted to ask about Hell but couldn’t, worried that his tears would begin again, so he forced out other wo
