the one who kept that life from collapsing.
The following morning, Mrs. Patel brought coffee. “You read it,” she said. “Yeah.” Mrs. Patel sat down. “He couldn’t undo that night. So he changed diapers and built ramps and fought with people in suits. He punished himself every day. Doesn’t make it right. But it’s true.”
“This is going to be rough.” “I don’t continue reading …
