Fifty-One Hours
She said: “You’re protecting him.”
And I said: “I’m protecting Auggie.
Those aren’t the same and you know they aren’t.”
And she said: “Thea, he had two years of everybody thinking he was some poor devastated man.
Two years of people bringing him casseroles.
I’m not allowed to be angry that nobody knows?”
And I said the thing I had worked out in a car on the way up, and it is the only argument that has ever worked on my sister.
I said: “Vesna, if you blow it up, he becomes a man who was destroyed on the internet.