MY HUSBAND TOLD ME I’D GO BACK TO NOTHING

boy on the same floor is worth nothing. Unless – “

She stopped.

“Unless the boy was the point,” I said. “And I was the cover.”

Eleanor looked at me for a long moment. The hawk look came back, but it wasn’t pointed at me. It was pointed at something far away, something she’d been circling for twenty-nine years and was only now getting low enough to see.continue reading …