Chapter 13Eli, Romeo, and Jane Eyre
Johnny, Esmerelda, and Eddie stood beside me at the big window in my lab as a beautiful dusting of snow fell upon the urban landscape outside. I couldn’t find any holiday for March 18, so the four of us, in paper green buckle hats I’d brought back from the city, were doing St. Patrick’s Day one day after everyone else. We had time for a ten-minute celebration, which included day-old green doughnuts, four Shamrock shakes from a twenty-four-hour McDonald’s I’d found online an hour out of my way, and our attire. Eddie let me put the bowtie on him Casey had worn a while, but Esmerelda would only leave her shamrock boppers headband on for a minute or so. Johnny told me he had on green boxers, and my entire ensemble was various shades.
“How could I not pay t
