“What was that about?” Ken asked.
As much as Amir wanted to say he had been right, there was no joy in this victory. There was no joy in any of this. He watched the bit of indigo strapped to the trunk of Jae’s silver car disappear down the road. The words of the horoscope came back to him, and in a flash of epiphany he finally understood what they meant. He couldn’t be happy as long as he knew Jae was suffering. Once those indigo marks on Jae’s body faded away and Amir had made sure he never received any again, then they would both find happiness. 5