“He left them last night. I told him not to. I was going to take them to the car. Miles found the chair first.”
The faucet stopped. Miles came back with wet hands and without the jacket, the watch still on, because the watch was the prize. Daniel said, “Give me the watch, buddy.” Miles gave it. The face was scratched. The band was a man’s. Daniel set it on the mail as if it were a bill. Alicia watched the set-down. She did not reach.
“Is he coming today,” Daniel said.
“No.”