a sidewalk. Marlene saw him coming. She had time to push Emily out of the way.”
He took a long pull off his beer.
“Emily lived. Marlene didn’t.”
The fries came. Neither of us touched them.
“After the funeral, Emily wouldn’t speak. Six months. Not a word. Therapist said she watched her mother die and her brain did what it had to do. Eventually she started continue reading …
