Twelve Months Later, Ethan Came Back With a Sleeping Newborn and a Broken Suitcase

Then I watched him drive off with that blue bag, and I thought, Susan, that isn’t yours to carry.” Her glove was still in my hand.

“There’s a lawyer on Route Nine, Marcus something.

Legal aid.

My sister used him for a lease.”

“Marcus?”

“If I needed papers looked at, I’d go to him.

That’s all I’m saying.”

I set the glove on the fence post.