such precise, patient persistence that the admissions officer had asked, only half-joking, whether Marcus had done this before.
Walter did not go to the drop-off because he couldn’t get the time off work, but he drove each of them to the bus station and stood on the sidewalk, and he shook their hands, the way Y.
The call came on a Tuesday morning in March of 2023, 20 years after that December night.
Walter was 61 now.
He was still working at Jefferson Elementary.
He’d become the head of custodial
