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Estelle’s POVHarrison announced at breakfast on Saturday that he was going to put up a shelf.I had been reading the front page of the paper. I looked up.“A shelf.”“A shelf.”“For what.”“Your books.”“My books are on the bookcase.”“Not all of them. The medical ones. The ones you pile on your nightstand because they don’t fit.”“They fit.”“Estelle.”“They fit when I stack them.”“Stacking is not fitting.”“Okay.”“I’m putting up a shelf.”“Okay.”“In the bedroom. Over the desk.”“Okay.”He had the measuring tape already. He had the pencil. He had a piece of paper on which he had, at some point between Friday night and Saturday morning, drawn a small diagram that included an arrow and the words SECOND STUD. He had clearly been thinking about this for at least a week.I folded the newspaper.“You know I’m not going to stop you.”“I know.”“You could have just put it up.”“I wanted to tell you.”“You wanted to be appreciated.”“I wanted to tell you.”“Harrison.”“A little appreciate
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Harrison’s POVThere was pounding on the door.“Dad.”“One minute.”“Dad.”“One minute, Lucas.”“I cannot wait one minute.”“Why.”“Because it is eight o’clock and I have not eaten.”“You have eaten.”“I have not eaten cereal.”“Lucas.”“I am going to pour it myself.”“Don’t pour it yourself.”“I’m pouring it.”“Lucas.”Estelle, behind me, laughed into her pillow. “Let him pour it.”“He’s going to flood the kitchen.”“So let him.”I opened the door. Lucas was on the landing in his pajamas with a cereal box in one hand and a carton of milk in the other, his face dead serious. He did not look embarrassed. He was nine and he had not yet worked out why two adults might want to sleep in on a Saturday, or he had worked it out and filed it under adult behaviors he had decided to ignore.“Dad.”“Bowl. Counter. Kitchen.”“Okay.”“I will be down in three minutes.”“Two.”“Three, Lucas.”“Okay.”He went. I closed the door. Estelle was still laughing.“He’s going to flood the kitchen,” I said.“
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Estelle’s POVThe lunch box was at the bottom of Lucas’s backpack, and it was Tuesday, and I had told him on Monday evening to put it in the drying rack after dinner.“Lucas.”“I know.”“Did you—”“I’m getting it.”He wasn’t getting it. He was sitting cross-legged on the kitchen floor in his school uniform with a book open in his lap, hair uncombed, a half-eaten apple balanced on his knee. The book was a library hardback with a great white shark on the cover, opened to a page that was almost entirely photographed.“Lucas.”“This one is ten tonnes,” he said, without looking up. “It says ten. They thought it was too big to be real so they measured it twice.”“Lunch box.”“Yeah.”“Now.”“Just—”“Now, Lucas. The bus is in nine minutes.”He closed the book with his thumb marking the page, got up off the floor, opened his backpack on the counter, and started digging. Chloe came down the stairs behind me with one sock on and an opinion already forming.“Mom.”“What?”“Lucas used my scrunchi
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Estelle’s POVThe kids were gone.That was the first thing. Daisy had picked them up at four—Lucas in a bike helmet for no reason, Chloe with a backpack full of books about coral reefs and a grievance she had been building for a week and intended to air on the drive. I stood on the porch and waved, and when the car turned the corner I went back inside and closed the door and stood in the hallway for a minute without doing anything else.Harrison was in the kitchen with the roasting pan. He had announced at eleven that morning he was going to make a chicken. I had said, carefully, that I did not doubt him. He had caught the carefully and elected to ignore it.By seven the house smelled of rosemary and of a chicken that had been in the oven about forty minutes too long. Harrison stood at the open oven door holding a meat thermometer in one hand and a tea towel in the other.“Don’t look at it,” he said, without turning.“Too late.”“It’s fine.”“It’s very chicken-shaped.”“I said don’t
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Karl’s POVLara was halfway through a rant about her author’s refusal to cut a chapter when I slid the small velvet box across the coffee table between us.She kept talking for another four words. Then she stopped.She looked at the box. She looked at me. She set her chopsticks into the Thai container, reached over, picked the box up, and opened it.“Karl.”“Yeah.”“Karl.”“Lara.”“This is the most underwhelming proposal I have ever witnessed in my life.”“Okay.”“I love it.”“Okay.”“Ask me.”“Will you marry me.”“Yes.” She held the box open in her palm. “Yes, Karl. Ask me again tomorrow. I want to say it again.”“Tomorrow.”“Now.”“I already asked.”“Ask me differently.”“Marry me.”“Yes.”She laughed once, then started crying, then laughed again through the crying, then climbed over the coffee table into my lap without standing up. The pad thai fell onto the rug somewhere between her knee and the cushion. Neither of us looked.My hands were shaking when I got the ring onto her fing
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Claire’s POVI went alone.I wore the navy coat, the pearl lipstick, the gray leather gloves. I had worn this outfit to four funerals. I did not consider this a fifth.The visitor lot was nearly empty at eleven in the morning on a Tuesday. I parked in the second row and sat in the driver’s seat for ninety seconds with both hands on the wheel. Then I took the gloves off, put them in my handbag, put them back on, and got out.The intake officer looked me up and down without pretending not to. I did not mind being looked up and down by men who make nine dollars an hour; I consider it one of the oldest taxes. I signed what I was given to sign. I handed over my handbag. I did not take off my coat, because nobody asked me to. I walked where I was pointed.Booth five held two plastic chairs, a scratched table, and a camera. I sat.Thomas came through the door a minute later. He was thinner than the last time I had seen him, which had been across Harrison’s driveway at a distance of sixty fe
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Estelle’s POVI reached behind me and squeezed Karl’s back quickly, my fingers pressing into his shirt, and he stiffened for half a second before he got what I was asking.He stepped forward immediately and extended his hand toward Harrison smoothly. “I’m Karl,” he said warmly. “Estelle’s husband. I
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Estelle’s POVI was printing out the medication schedule when Harrison spoke again.“Was it hard?” he asked quietly. “Studying medicine all those years?”I glanced back at him. He was still holding Lucas, who’d gone completely limp in his arms, mouth open slightly against Harrison’s shoulder.“Yes,”
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Estelle’s POVChloe rubbed her nose with the back of her hand, her small face scrunching up like she’d smelled something bad.“Aunt Daisy’s flowers smell nice,” she said nasally, still rubbing, “but my nose feels funny.”Before anyone could respond, Harrison turned his head sharply and sneezed loudl
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Estelle’s POVI looked down at Lucas fast, my hand still holding his. “Is that your daddy?” I asked quickly, already knowing the answer but needing to hear it anyway.“Yes!” Lucas said eagerly, his whole face lighting up. “That’s him!”I dropped his hand and spun around so fast I nearly tripped over
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