The package arrived on a Tuesday. No return address. Just my...

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The package arrived on a Tuesday. No return address. Just my name—Ray Hargrove—in my son's handwriting.

I opened it in the trailer. Kevin's stuff was still in the corner of the living room, the stuff he never came back for. Inside the package: an old radio receiver, black, with a telescopic antenna. And a note. Kevin's handwriting. "Dad. Don't tell anyone. Tune to 94.7 megahertz." I sat at the kitchen table with a can of beer and turned the dial. Static. More static. Then—something. Not static. A...

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