She drew an airplane.
Then herself.
Then me.
Then a very tall stick figure beside us.
“Who’s that?” Adrian asked.
“You.”
His eyebrows rose.
“I’m honored.”
“You have big arms.”
Daniel choked on his coffee.
I covered my face.
Adrian examined the drawing.
“I look remarkably healthy.”
“You carried the stroller.”
“I did.”
Lily added something beside him.
A small square.
“What’s that?”
“Your suitcase.”
“I didn’t have a suitcase.”
She considered this flaw in reality.
Then turned the square into what looked like a dog.
“There.”
“Much better.”
Watching him with her confused me.
Ethan had always loved Lily.
That was part of what made everything so difficult.
People were easier when they were one thing.
Good.
Bad.
Kind.
Cruel.
Faithful.
Dishonest.
But Ethan could be patient with Lily and controlling with me.
