Pokeball.


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    some noted locations, two empty Pokeballs, a letter which Owen had made their dad read until it was memorized, a small gasoline motor carefully disassembled with instructions, and a constellation of stars that had been carefully painted inside the attic. It didn’t match any of the stars outside - he and Dillon had looked - but Owen was certain it had some special meaning regardless. Each treasure had contained a short note, or Brian’s simple greeting from years ago. “HF,” painted in the corner of the stars. “Hey, Fighter.” No matter what, Owen was determined to find his brother and learn what the gifts had meant. Even if it meant keeping secrets.