“Charles!” she says. She was wearing a hair clasp, a red barrette, like a girl.
Like that: as though we rehearsed it, as though this was our second time through, our second chance at living, not our first, not our only lives. And for years after that I cannot see, until that night on the boat.
I want to be there, he says. I feel honored.
You’ll do wonderfully.
I open my eyes, look to my right, at the inquisitive face behind glass. I smile. I take a deep breath.
And play.
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