He turned his hand over on my leg, lacing our fingers together. “It’s yours for as long as you want it,” he told me.
“El?” I said after a while.
“Yeah?”
“Can we go home now?”
He laughed a little—I didn’t blame him, considering the fact that we were on the highway doing just that. “Yeah, baby. We can go home.”
EPILOGUE
Elliot Crane
Where the hell is Ma?
Seth Crane
How would I know?
Somebody should.
Pa and Val don’t.
Henry doesn’t.
Ray says that she’s with the girls.
Getting their nails done.
See?
You did know.
I did not.
Ray did.
Who is the girls, anyway?
Quincy, Helen, Lacy, Ronda, Kitty, Lulu, and Shira.
Apparently.
Shira’s getting her nails done?!?!
I am only typing what Ray says.
I am otherwise innocent.
I have never seen Shira with done nails in my life.
She’s a carpenter.
We don’t do our nails.
Maybe you don’t.
But I bet you’d look great with glitter polish.
