HER MOTHER SOLD HER “BROKEN” LAPTOP FOR $500

her hands, and we sat at the table where I’d eaten ten thousand meals being the easy one, the fine one, the one who didn’t need anything.

Nobody talked for a while.

Darrell broke it. “So you’re, like. A federal agent.”

“Yeah.”

“Like a real one. With a gun and everything?”

“With a laptop and everything.”

He almost laughed. Caught it. “I told people you were continue reading …