The Ceramic Lighthouse
I said thank you. It was wildly inadequate and there is nothing else.
He said, “You drove nineteen hours.”
“Yes.”
“That’s the thank-you,” he said. “Nobody else came.”
He died eleven days later. Bennett called me. I already knew, somehow, which I don’t believe in and which happened anyway.
Chapter 14 — Eli
In May, three weeks before Sophie’s graduation, Ethan told us he wanted to be called Eli.