the only thing she did.
At eight twenty, her phone rang. A video call from Clover Ridge. Eli’s face on the screen, sleep-warm and serious, with Gloria visible in the background. “Is my dad in surgery?” he asked. “He’s helping my dad,” Nora said. “Yes.” Eli considered this with the gravity he brought to large things. “Is he going to be okay?” Nora looked continue reading …
