Jonah holds it up, allowing me to inspect it more closely. “Donkey?” “A donkey?” Toby echoes, sounding as baffled as I am. A few beats pass and then Jonah’s head falls back, and his booming laughter disturbs the serene calm of the lake. “‘I am what I am.’” He shakes his head. “Fucking guy gave you a jackass, Calla.”
