Nothing But Smoke (Fire And Rain) - Plot & Excerpts
He’d gotten the hospital bed apart, but most of the space was the same as it had been for weeks, months, maybe years. Same darkness. Same musty smell. The dent in the center of the couch where his mom had always sat made it look like she was only in the bathroom and would wander back any moment. Worse than that, Michael still being outside was like itching powder under Nicky’s skin. He picked up the remote and turned on the giant TV set to have noise to counteract the silence. Staring, he tried to make sense of what was on the screen. Something involving cops and crime. Without his mother to watch with, the bright flickering set seemed obscene. No light should glow when his mother was gone. Not even some stupid show he’d watched with her a thousand times. Fitfully, he shut off the set. Then Nicky folded a random box into the right shape and tossed it on the floor. He needed to get rid of some of this stuff—now. Maybe Michael was leaving and maybe he wasn’t. Nicky had to stop giving a shit.
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