“Hi there,” she said. “I was wondering where you’d all got to.” “I’m here,” Elliot told her, perhaps unnecessarily. “They stole my bed. They have perfectly good beds of their own.” Rachel seemed unmoved by her son’s thieving ways. “Little rascals, all tuckered out. And what are you up to?” “I’ve decided to put an end to all war,” Elliot announced. Rachel blinked. “That might take a while.” “I know. I probably won’t be done by the time we’re out of school,” said Elliot. “That’s why I figured I should get started right away.”
