“I’ll try to be home more, then. Kole can come here to study. We could make it a reality show. Extreme studying. The challenge is memorizing shit while things fly at your head and the sound of an imploding house surrounds you. If Kole’s going to run away, he should do it now.” “I’m not going anywhere.” Kole’s croaky voice startles both of us. He slowly climbs out of bed, and I wonder how much he heard. West’s eyes dart between us. “We’re going to have to talk about this.”
