Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

by Gabrielle Zevin

“I’m not sure I’m going to California yet,” Marx said. “Oh, you are,” Zoe said. “I know it. Marx, look at you. You were meant for California. Unfair is between games, and Sam needs time off, so it’s the perfect time to move your office to California, which you’ve told me for years is what you want to do. Sam will have plenty of time to have the surgery and recover, while you and Sadie set up the office and start hiring.” Zoe clapped her hands together. “Done.” “Sadie might not want to go,” Marx said. “Dov is here.” Zoe rolled her eyes. “Marx, Sadie is dying to have an excuse to leave Dov.” “She loves Dov,” Marx said. “She hates Dov. He will never get divorced. We all know this,” Zoe said. Marx laughed at Zoe’s certainty—he had known Sadie for three years, half as long as he’d known Sam, and he still found her to be a mystery. “So how do I convince Sam?” Marx asked. “Marx, my love, you are so innocent. You don’t have to convince anyone. You tell Sadie that Sam needs to go to California—his foot is rotting; he needs to have the surgery and he won’t do it in Massachusetts. You tell Sam that Sadie needs to go—she needs to find a way to break with Dov. Those two are thick as thieves; they’ll do anything for each other.”