What the Bread Was For

You cannot feel like a victor over someone who thanks you and leaves.

He had waited four years to win a fight, and she had declined to have one, and in declining she had shown him, in about six seconds, that he had never understood what the fight was even about.

Chapter 2 — Bridgeport

Four years earlier, Desmond and Marlowe had lived in a modest two-bedroom in Bridgeport, an apartment owned by his mother, Junia Merrick.

They’d been married five years, saving hard for a down payment on a place of their own.

In truth, it was Marlowe who did the saving.