The Crate in the Parking Lot
You will have given her the last thing she needs to never see it.”
And my daughter listened to the whole thing without interrupting, which is a thing she does, and then she said:
“I know.”
“You know.”
“Dad, I’ve thought about this for four months.
I know she won’t understand.
I stopped expecting that when I was about nineteen.” She had both hands on the wheel of a parked car.
“It isn’t for her.”