“Do you think we’ll see each other again?” Mad felt shocked by the question. She had been living in the present, the absurd present that required her to block out the rest of her life. But now she had to imagine a future where her siblings existed but they weren’t in some car, being conveyed to their father. But, yes, she wanted to see them again. Maybe she only ever wanted to see them and no one else. She was too nervous to answer, afraid that Pep would be embarrassed by her need.
