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

The director asked about the garden.

I said the tomatoes had split from too much rain.

“Then you’ll make sauce,” he said.

Richard cut in before I could answer.

“Nora’s tomatoes are famous on Elm Street.”

His phone buzzed on the sideboard.

He glanced at it, then turned it face down under his napkin.

“Work?” the director asked.