Re: quicklog, hotel: graham & jake
[Maybe Graham, he thought the act of sending was enough. Something real rational about that, that sending. But sending wasn't football games and skinned knees, it wasn't his daddy when he'd howled like a little girl for his daddy with all the soundless words he couldn't get out in the day. Jake figured that woman's reach couldn't be enough to stretch around the entire world and maybe they could have run, him and Graham, when he'd been young enough to learn a new language, to grow up with some other name. But Graham, Jake figured, didn't want to leave Vegas. He didn't want to leave any of it behind and his face right then was just set.]
You didn't have to leave me nowhere. You could have tried. [And that was it. He didn't believe the promises made like there wasn't breath enough to make them. Maybe Graham did, but Jake, he'd waited long enough for those visits to give up on them happening. And now there was a baby. An unintentional baby.]
You planning on leaving her with someone else, too?