Chapter 20

From that moment on it was half me, or rather me in the passenger seat for the most part, and half Henry, being allowed to “drive.”

I got up, went to the bedroom door, and knocked.

After a silence Hank’s voice came through the door. “Go away!”

“Hank,” I said softly, “it’s me.”

“Go—” And then, another silence, but a curious one.

“Hank!” I called, still softly. “It’s me!”

Still more silence, a long silence. Then, “What?”

“It’s me!” This time I felt Henry truly speaking, even heard the difference in my voice.

The silence beyond the door was longer still this time. Then, barely audible, “No!”

“Yes!May I come in?”

“Henry?” Hank’s voice was anguished. Then a sob. Then, “Do you have to ask?”

I opened the door went in.