HARPER

I turn away quickly so I don’t have to look at him.

“Harper?” he asks softly.

I have no words. I just have no words.

“Harper?” He touches my shoulder this time and I shrug him off.

“Don’t.”

“I swear to God, I’m not here for you.”

“Where were you last?”

“I can’t say.”

I already knew that. So I change the question slightly. “Where were you last year?” He pauses and I turn so I can see his face as he makes his decision. He looks like he’s thinking hard, counting back the months, maybe. But they are trained to do that, aren’t they? “I’m waiting.” I tap...