Chapter 6
The First Evening
He got home at seven fifty, after forty minutes on the road and twelve minutes looking for where he had left the van.
The house smelled of gratin. Lou came and hugged him in the hall, which she only did one time in three since last year, and he understood that she had been waiting.
— Well? she said.
— Well what?
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