That is true and it is also the version in which I am passive.
Because there are four or five things in those nine months that were not waiting.
In the March of 2025 Saul said something about the back bedroom — about starting on it, nothing more than that — and I said we would leave it.
In the June his sister sent a box of things and I put it in the garage unopened and it was still in there when I came home from the hospital.
And in the August he asked me a question in the car, carefully, the way he asks things.
He said: “Have you thought about names at all?”
And I said: “Let’s not.”
Two words.
And he said all right.
And I did not hear what I was saying, which is that there was already a name in that car and that the man driving had been carrying it since 2019 and that I had just told him, again, not to.
