Chapter 6

I started rebuilding.
First, the house.
Frank had let it fall apart.
I fixed the porch. Painted the walls. Replaced the broken windows.
Ethan helped.
We worked side by side.
And slowly, we started to become brothers again.
He told me about Mom. About her sickness. About the years alone with Frank.
I told him about prison. About the things I'd seen. The things I'd learned.
We didn't have all the words.
But we had each other.
And that was enough.
I got a job at the local auto shop.
The owner, Mr. Torres, had known my dad.
"I always believed you were innocent," he said. "Your dad raised you better than that."
He gave me a chance.
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I worked hard. Longer hours than anyone. Learned everything I could.
Within six months, I was his best mechanic.