Page 53 of We Were Liars

GIVEAWAY: A PLASTIC box of Legos.

I’ve given away all my books now. I gave a few to the littles, one to Gat, and went with Aunt Bess to donate the rest to a charity shop on the Vineyard.

This morning I rummage through the attic. There’s a box of Legos there, so I bring them to Johnny. I find him alone in the Cuddledown great room, hurling bits of Play-Doh at the wall and watching the colors stain the white paint.

He sees the Legos and shakes his head.

“For your tuna fish,” I explain. “Now you’ll have enough.”

“I’m not gonna build it,” he says.

“Why not?”

“Too much work,” he says. “Give them to Will.”

“Don’t you have Will’s Legos down here?”

“I brought them back. Little guy was starved for them,” Johnny says. “He’ll be happy to have more.”

I bring them to Will at lunch. There are little Lego people and lots of parts for building cars.

He is ridiculously happy. He and Taft build cars all through the meal. They don’t even eat.