Chapter 78

He locked the car and staggered towards a building. The next day, I received a text message: “Thank you. I’m sorry about yesterday; I lost my composure. But I wasn’t wrong. I could tell you were a good man on the bus. Only in front of you can I be myself.”

When Nana pulled back all the pink curtains, I was surprised to find that three walls were lined with large mirrors, and there were two more near the window. Nana brought over two glasses of red wine, and we sat on the bed drinking together. Before we knew it,…