Silas's face softened in the half-light. "Danger comes when the river thinks it owns you. Danger is forgetting you ever chose to be here."
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He tapped the paper boat. "Names are boats. They float. The river keeps them, sometimes forever." Outside, a distant thunder rolled though the sky was clear. "You can bring yours." Silas's face softened in the half-light
Inside, the Welcome was not a shop so much as a waiting room for memories. Portraits lined the walls, their faces shifting in the corner of vision. A radio on the counter played songs from different summers at once: laughter threaded into the chorus of an old nursery rhyme. The child’s boat was still in the puddle, but now there was a small paper figure within it, folded into the shape of a boy with a paper hat that read "HENRY." Word of the Welcome spread beyond Derry; journalists
"Is there a danger?"