Farrow breathes. “You can do this on your own. You can.” “Why didn’t you tell Akara that?” I ask quietly. He looks to the left, gathering his thoughts, then comes back to me. “We can do everything alone, you and me. Because we have done everything alone, Donnelly. See, I always thought our independence was a strength.” He pauses. “But it’s not always one. We’ve just learned how to live without the things we really need.”
