Summary of Previous Chapters 17 I didn’t like to think about why I’d waited decades to return to Barrington. My mother abused prescription drugs and alcohol and Dad had a hard time keeping a job—could high school have been anything I was eager to revisit? Leaving from the airport in San Francisco, I scribbled down the start of a list, or even a poem: Step One: Wait Twenty-Two Years. The
Week 1: Chapters 1, and 2 (pages 2-19—18 pages)(Dec 7th, 2015) –Exiting a plane, Diana Buchanan asks Wade Middleton’s help with a heavy saddle. He throws his back out. Guilt overcomes her conservatism; she drives him home. The next morning his friend Jorge Calderon comes seeking help at work. –When Diana asks Wade about his interest in poetry he reads her a poem about horses. She’s not free to date,
Week 1: Chapters 1, and 2 (pages 2-19—18 pages)(Dec 7th, 2015) –Exiting a plane, Diana Buchanan asks Wade Middleton’s help with a heavy saddle. He throws his back out. Guilt overcomes her conservatism; she drives him home. The next morning his friend Jorge Calderon comes seeking help at work. –When Diana asks Wade about his interest in poetry he reads her a poem about horses. She’s not free to date,
Summary of Previous Chapters 13 In January the rains came. Storms rolled in from the Pacific, one after another, releasing torrents, until late in the month. The first morning the sun came out, I called Diana and asked her to meet me at the ranch over my lunch hour. I arrived at the barn early to find most of the trails closed. The lunging ring—where I wanted to turn Artemis
10 The Wednesday before Thanksgiving, in the middle of the morning, Jorge showed up in my office. “I thought you were working from home today,” he said. “I wanted to,” I said. “Ray’s up in San Francisco with bankers. But I have this report due Monday. You look down. What’s up, buddy?” “When I tried to sign on to the computer, I got an ‘unauthorized user’ message.” “That could be
6 I wanted to tell Jorge outright that he was, to quote Ray, “history.” But I couldn’t. As well as I got on with Ray, he would have written me off in a heartbeat. “Life is about loyalty,” he said repeatedly. I’d seen him turn on people dramatically if he thought they’d been disloyal. How could I warn Jorge without exposing the hopelessness of his situation? I had an opportunity
