‘Ron?’ he asked. ‘Ronnie Rosenberg?’ Rosenberg hadn’t a clue who was asking, and the man who had must have sensed this, for he quickly added, ‘Nathan, Nathan Klein.’ Rosenberg still didn’t remember. ‘Camp Ojibwa,’ the man said. ‘Eagle River, Wisconsin, 1956.’ Natey Klein, of course. Skinny kid, talked with a...
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