As I wrote several weeks ago, my wife and my sister are at my parent’s house because Harry was concerned for their safety. Harry sensed that there was danger in the air and I have learned, after a lifetime of knowing him, to trust his sensing of things.
I went from an undergraduate to my first Ph.D. in four semesters, and I have not ever been able to figure out Harry. He is both my and Joshua’s best friend and still, I feel that I do not know him while he has always seemed to know things about me that no one should be able to know. He has always looked at me with a knowing grin, not even bothering to hide it! Yet, I trust him with my life; a trust that has been tested several times over the years.
Harry is a good man, a very good man (hell, he’s going to be my brother-in-law as soon as Joshua can perform the ceremony) but there is something very dark inside Harry…not bad, not evil (Ora is the embodiment of pure evil) but dark. Where most of us seem to have a light shining from deep within us, Harry has a shadow. How else can I put this? It is that darkness that I trust. It is Harry’s shadow-self that has always appealed to me as his friend and I do not know why. It is the darkness that allowed him to sense the danger that was surrounding Gemma and Patty. It is that shadow-self that has thrown itself in front of danger that I did not even see. My mother and father, the best judges of character I know, love Harry as their own son and have since we were children and, yes, they see the abyss inside of Harry. My father seems to understand it. Maybe, someday, I will, too.
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