« Why? »
I should have asked more questions.
« He said you remind him of someone. »
I should have asked more questions.
Instead, I started visiting him before I signed out.
Nathan told stories in pieces. He had washed dishes, driven delivery trucks, and spent most of his life running a diner.
Whenever I asked whether he had children, he changed the subject.
The man held up a folder.
Once, while I was doing a crossword beside his bed, a man in a dark suit appeared in the doorway.
Nathan’s face changed immediately.
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