“Whuh?” “WHERE IS HE?!” Really bad way to wake up: My mother shaking me violently by the shoulders and screaming in my face. “What? What’s happening? What’s going on?” “Where. Is. He?” The various components of my consciousness that go off and do their own thing when I’m asleep are still struggli...
Josh doesn’t say anything about my jumping, like it didn’t count. It’s a long way to drive in tense silence. After a while I fall asleep. We’re cold and formal with each other during haphtarah practice. I don’t mention anything about the day, and he doesn’t bring it up. We might as well be unrela...
At one corner he paused suddenly, holding up a hand. They stopped. Then Cole heard it: footsteps, voices, laughter. Someone howled. Fred gestured toward a door, opening it with a swipe key. They followed him inside and he beckoned them silently to the video peephole. Cole watched in horrified fas...