He hadn’t played chess with Nona for years.
“What do you have in mind?” David asked.
At this moment, toward which it seemed she had looked for many years, Nona had no failure of will. “I want us all to live together.”
“Live together?”
Live together“Yes. All of us.”
“Children and all,” added Charyn.
“Just like that?”
“Yes.”
“Where? Here?”
“Yes,” answered Nona. “Here. We thought of moving, going to hide in some large city like New York or Los Angeles where no one would notice or care that two women and a man were living together.”
“And then we thought of moving to some small, rural college town.”
“But it’s not necessary,” said Nona. “We could simply move to Akron or Bay Village or Vermillion.”
“Not Vermillion,” said Charyn.
“Oberlin, maybe. Somewhere close, convenient to Clevela
