Will had been sitting on the floor, the rug bunched up under his feet, with his back against Tessa's legs. He looked up when Jem came in, and Jem, in his Silent Brother robes, went over to Will and sat down beside him. He drew Will's head against his shoulder, and Will held the front of Jem's robes in his fists and he cried. It was the first time it had ever occurred to James that his father might cry about anything.
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