Well, if he was going to be so generous... Henry took another jellybaby. They really were good.
He didn't intend to bore his new acquaintance with the whole story of Walter Sullivan. But clearly he was picturing something a bit more of an adventure than what had happened.
"Well, I suppose it might have been exciting if someone hadn't been trying to kill me," he said, keeping his tone light. "And my next-door neighbor. And then there were the monsters."
He felt a little pang when he thought of Eileen. When they were going through their ordeal, he had hoped that if they survived he could make this up to her somehow, but barely a few days later he had wound up in Los Angeles, with no way to get back to Ashfield.