God, he had no idea how much those words helped me. It eased most of the tension off my body. Just with a few simple words. Because at least I'm not alone anymore. The community left me hanging when I needed them most. It feels nice to know that someone has my back. Besides, I need to do this. I need to find Dad.
So, I nodded without looking at Harlan, and then pushed open the door before I could lose my nerve.
Inside was honestly what I was expecting. Cramped and cluttered. There was a long work-bench that lined one whole wall. Another taller but shorter work bench was up against another wall. There was a stool in front of it and papers scattered all over it. There was junk lying everywhere. Random scrap metal, half put together weapons and trinkets, and all kinds of tools were all over
