“I want more than corn or paper or five-cent candy at the corner store. I want my life to be…remarkable, El.” It will be. Because it’s his. He’s not capable of anything else, I know it. I just don’t know how to say it. I’ll show him; that’s what I’ll do. I’ll show Lucky there’s adventure to be had right here. That he can have his remarkable life. And then maybe, just maybe, he’ll stay.
