All Chapters of THE GOODBYE HE MISSED : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The room settled into its night quality. He reached into his jacket. The letters — both of them, the chess one and Victor's, carried together in the inside pocket since the night at the kitchen table when he could not sleep and had taken them out in the dark. He held them. He did not read them. So

"The phone rang." He said. "Yes." "Okay." He was still looking at the ceiling. "What are the chances it's actually the right one?" He said. "Eighty percent." She said. He absorbed the number. He had always been good with numbers — not just mathematically but in the way that people who thought p

The surgery took nine hours. He held Sophia's hand for most of it. At some point her hand went slack and she slept, and he held it anyway. Victor arrived at hour six. He had not been called ... or he had been called by someone, perhaps by the specific gravity of a situation that had reached the

He drove. Ninety minutes on the 26 west. The coastal range in the dark — the Douglas firs invisible, just the shape of them against the darker dark of the sky, the mist in the valleys lit briefly and then gone as the road moved through. The tunnels. He had driven this road once in daylight with hi

He had taken them down the first week. Not to forget — he had put them in the drawer in his study, face up, where he knew they were. But the specific quality of being looked at from a photograph by someone who was no longer in the room was something he could not manage simultaneously with everything