I’m counting on you both.”

He took his coffee inside without answering.

Julian’s car came up the driveway at six exactly, which hadn’t happened once in seven weeks.

He came in with his coat on and went up the stairs with his shoes on the carpet.

Bedroom door.

Drawers.

Then the hall closet where we keep the batteries and the tape.

He came down with the nursery spare key on its red ribbon and dropped it into his coat pocket.