“How are you really doing, Henry?” asked Simon as the Greenes and I walked through the department store. We were shopping for a startup selection of clothes and toiletries for Buddy and me, as well as a couple suitcases in which to put our purchases.
The toiletries were already in the cart, along with a selection from the menswear department for me, and shoes, socks and underwear for each of us. Truman was off choosing luggage, and the rest of us were in the boys’ department, looking at clothes for Buddy.
“It’s really weird. I feel like I should be more freaked out by the newness of it all, but I’m not,” I said. “Maybe if we’d been within range for a helicopter pickup, and everything had happened in one day, then I’d be more unsettled. Having a whole day and a half still on the island, k
