CHAPTER 30
They were heading down Fell toward the Avenues. It was late afternoon, and the sun was slanting over the city, making the old Victorians look even older. As they passed Panhandle Park on the edge of the Haight, Tana could see moms with strollers packing up after having picnics on the grass. Kids from the neighborhood were shooting hoops in the basketball courts. Joggers and cyclists were doing laps in the hope of eternal life through exercise Tana figured that none of them was thinking about being dead. But why was she even thinking that, she wondered. Was that what happened when you got paid to write wrote about the dead? Or was it that Helen and Emma had shown her that there was more to being dead than she could have ever imagined?
“I think I know how they got to Carmen Flow
