Chapter 44WHEN LINDA LEFT, she said she'd probably be late. Fritz wandered around the backyard. They'd never had a fight they couldn't resolve. This time he was in another galaxy. Having Tim in the mix wasn't helpful. “To either of us,” he said aloud. The vegetables were planted and growing, but they needed water. When he finally went inside, Mary was feeding TJ. “Sorry, Mary. Do you want me to do that?”
“I'm okay, Fritz. Are you?”
He rubbed behind his left ear. She laughed. “What?”
“You know the president does that too.”
“Does what?”
“When he's thinking, he rubs his head, always on the left. You just did it. You're more alike than you think. Want dinner?”
“I'm not hungry.”
The sun's final rays drew lines of pink across the room, reminding him of the sunrise in the desert. He flippe
