Summary For The One And Only Ivan Novels & Stories

Savannah and I curled up in my little rented apartment, having grilled cheese and tomato soup to warm up. Through the gap in the curtain that wouldn't quite close, I saw Ivan's pale face. He stood in the snow, begging me to meet him. Not interested, I let him wait outside all night. ... The next day, the snow stopped. The sun shone brightly, but it was still cold. I was running late for work and forgot to grab a jacket. Ivan stumbled after me, took off his suit, and draped it over my shoulders. I turned to look at him, and he forced a smile.