Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase
“Ethan.”
“I had help,” he said.
“That’s all I’m saying right now.
If you want the whole story, we need a door that locks and a phone that isn’t his.”
I looked down at the photograph again.
Richard’s hand was on the baby’s blanket.
His wedding ring showed.
The hall clock ticked.