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

The key looked too small for what it had to open.

From the living room, the television laughed at something.

Richard snored through it.

I put the cash back in the coffee can and set the can on the counter.

I left the key out, next to the salt shaker.

Tomorrow at nine, Route Nine.

I didn’t know what I would say to a lawyer, but I knew I would say it with the key in my hand.

I counted the twenties one more time.