Chapter 17
I quickly park at home but I don’t want to go inside, so I sit on the stoop under the yellow light.
I hope I didn’t wake you, I message Elijah.
Not at all, he says. Tonight was my ballet class in the city so I’m just getting back
I can’t imagine having been in New York City today.
I can’t imagine having been in the city today, I write. That is so cool you go on your own
It’s not so wild, he says. You should come with me sometime and you’ll see
When you have your class? I write.
Yeah, he says, Or another day
A breeze moves across the lawn.
I would do that, I write, and I wish I could think of something else to say. Isn’t there something else to say? But maybe that’s the end of the conversation. Do people say goodbye at the end of a text conversation?
But Elijah messages again.
What are you doing tomorrow after school?