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0:00I showed up for my Sunday visit and the
0:01front door was unlocked, which was wrong
0:04because my grandfather always locked it.
0:06I walked in and called his name and the
0:08house was quiet. His leather chair was
0:10empty. The Chet Baker record was on the
0:12turntable, but the needle was up. I
0:14found [music] him in the kitchen on the
0:15floor next to the stove. His hand was
0:17still reaching for the counter like he'd
0:19tried to catch himself. I dropped to my
0:21knees and grabbed his shoulder and shook
0:23him and said his name over and over and
0:25he was cold and I knew he was gone, but
0:27I kept shaking him because stopping
0:29meant it was [music] real. I sat on the
0:31kitchen floor and held his hand and
0:33cried until I couldn't breathe. I drove
0:35home and walked through the door with my
0:36face swollen [music] and my shirt wet
0:38from tears. My dad was at the kitchen
0:40table on his laptop. I sat down across
0:43from him and put my hand on his arm.
0:44Dad, [music] I'm so sorry. Grandpa
0:46passed. He looked at my hand on his arm,
0:48then back at his screen. He was on the
0:50kitchen floor when I got there. I think
0:52it was quick. He looked [music]
0:53peaceful. I squeezed his arm. Are you
0:55okay? My dad closed the laptop and
0:57sighed like I'd told him the car needed
0:59an oil change. Did you lock the house
1:00when you left? Did I lock the dad? He's
1:02on the floor. I'm asking because there
1:04are valuables in that house and [music]
1:06the door needs to be secured. He picked
1:08up his phone and walked to the other
1:09room and I heard him say, "Diane, it's
1:11me. Dad finally passed. I need you to
1:13get over to the house before anyone else
1:15does. Bring boxes." He said, "Finally."
1:17[music]
1:17Like he'd been waiting for this phone
1:19call his entire life. I sat at the
1:21kitchen table with my dead grandfather's
1:23hand still cold on my skin and listened
1:25to my father coordinate a robbery and I
1:27walked to my room and closed the door
1:29and pressed my back against it and slid
1:31to the floor. I drove to St. Jude's that
1:34afternoon because there was a 7-year-old
1:36girl on the fourth floor who deserved to
1:38hear it from someone who was actually
1:39sad. Ada was seven and bald from chemo
1:42and she was sitting cross-legged on her
1:44hospital bed taping a new drawing to the
1:46wall when I walked in. Same drawing she
1:48always made. A room with a big window
1:50and sunlight pouring through it. Her
1:51room had no window, [music] just a
1:53curtain and a fluorescent light and
1:55every drawing she taped to that wall was
1:57a room with a window she'd never had.
1:59She grinned when she saw me. Is he
2:01coming today? I braced myself on the
2:02door frame. Ada, he died. Her grin
2:05collapsed into something I never want to
2:07see on a child's face again, [music] and
2:08the drawing slipped out of her hands and
2:10floated to the blanket. She pulled her
2:12knees to her chest and pressed her face
2:14into them and shook, and I sat on the
2:15edge of her bed and wrapped my arm
2:17around her shoulders and held her while
2:19she fell apart. He promised me a window,
2:21she said into her knees. I know he did.
2:23Is it still going to happen? Yeah, Ada.
2:25I'm going to make sure it does. You
2:27promise? I promise. She held up her
2:29pinky, and I hooked mine around it. Her
2:31hand was steady, and mine was shaking.
2:33He gave me his coat once, she said,
2:35wiping her face. [music] I was cold, and
2:36he took his coat off and wrapped it
2:38around me and said he didn't need it. I
2:40pressed the heels of my hands into my
2:42eyes because I was about to lose it in
2:44front of a 7-year-old, and she had
2:45enough to deal with. A nurse caught me
2:47in the hallway. Are you his grandson,
2:49the one who came on Sundays? Yeah,
2:51you're the first family member I've seen
2:53in months. His daughter came once and
2:55spent the whole visit photographing the
2:57furniture. She paused. [music] He talked
2:59about you constantly, said you were the
3:00only honest person in your family. She
3:02looked back toward Ada's [music] room.
3:04He was saving for the pediatric wing. 30
3:06years. He told me last month he was
3:08running out of time. I gripped the strap
3:10of my [music] backpack so hard my hand
3:12ached. Those kids loved him, she said,
3:14more than some of them love their own
3:16parents. She hesitated. Can I tell you
3:18something? He stopped eating properly
3:19months ago. He was losing weight. We
3:21tried to get him to talk to someone
3:23about it. That's not right. He always
3:24had food when I came over. She looked at
3:26me with pity I didn't understand yet. He
3:29stocked the fridge before your visits
3:30and emptied it after. He turned the heat
3:32up on Sundays and back down when you
3:34left. [music] He didn't want you to
3:35worry. I looked at the nurse. You said
3:37he saved for 30 years for the wing, but
3:39his house is freezing and his fridge is
3:41empty. Where did the money go? She shook
3:43her head. I don't know. [music] He told
3:45me last month he wasn't sure there'd be
3:46enough anymore. I walked out to my car
3:49and slammed the door and pressed my
3:50forehead against the steering wheel. I
3:52screamed into the steering wheel until
3:54my throat burned because I should have
3:55looked. The funeral was 3 days later and
3:58something was wrong before the first
3:59hymn finished. My aunt Diane whispered
4:02to a man I didn't recognize during
4:03[music] the processional and the word
4:05appraisal floated back to me over the
4:07music. At the reception, I passed my
4:09uncle in the hallway and heard him say,
4:11"The house alone is worth half a
4:12million." into his phone. My dad was in
4:14the corner shaking hands like he was
4:16hosting a networking event and when I
4:18walked past the coat room, I saw Diane
4:20showing someone photos of my
4:21grandfather's furniture on her phone and
4:23saying, "I've already called a dealer."
4:25I looked around the room at every person
4:27talking about money at a funeral and my
4:29hands curled into fists down by my
4:31sides. My cousin Garrett was in the
4:33second row scrolling his phone during
4:35[music] the eulogy and something snapped
4:37in me. I walked down my row and across
4:39the aisle and ripped the phone out of
4:40his hand. "What the hell are you doing?"
4:42He grabbed for it. I held it above my
4:44head. "He's in a box, Garrett. Your
4:46grandfather is in a box 6 ft in front of
4:48you and you're checking [music]
4:49Instagram." Garrett lunged for the phone
4:51and I stepped back and my aunt grabbed
4:53my arm and hissed, "Sit down." and my
4:55dad appeared beside me with a smile
4:57pasted on his face and his fingers
4:59[music] digging into my elbow. He
5:00steered me back to my row. "Not here."
5:03"Then where? When do we get to be honest
5:04about how little any of you cared?" He
5:06squeezed harder. "Not here. At the
5:08reception." I turned a corner and caught
5:10him on his phone saying, "Have you
5:12looked into the accounts yet?" I stepped
5:13in front of him. "Who was that?" He
5:15pocketed the phone so fast [music] he
5:16fumbled it. "Work." "It's grandpa's
5:18funeral. I know what day it is. Do you?
5:21Because you're already counting his
5:22money and he's not even in the ground."
5:24His jaw tightened [music] and he walked
5:25past me and I stood there in the hallway
5:27with my fists clenched at my sides and
5:30my jaw aching because I was surrounded
5:31by family and [music] completely alone.
5:33The will reading was 3 days after that
5:36and every seat was filled. People I
5:37hadn't [music] seen at the house in
5:39years were sitting in pressed suits with
5:41expectant faces. Diane had a notepad.
5:43The lawyer read the document and my name
5:45came out three times [music] and nobody
5:47else's. Every face turned toward me like
5:49a school of fish, and the hunger in
5:51their eyes made my skin crawl. Then the
5:53lawyer read the final clause, and my
5:55hands gripped the armrest [music] so
5:56hard the leather creased. "It is my
5:58express wish that the entirety of this
6:00estate be used to [music] fund the
6:01construction of the pediatric wing at
6:03St. Jude's Children's Hospital to be
6:05overseen by my grandson." I bit down on
6:08the inside of my cheek, because if I
6:10made a sound, [music] I was going to
6:11fall apart in a room full of people who
6:13didn't deserve to see it. Aunt Diane's
6:15mouth fell open. Garrett shoved off the
6:17wall. My dad's hand landed on my
6:19shoulder, hard, [music] holding me in
6:21place. In the parking lot, Diane got in
6:23my face first. "He wasn't in his right
6:25mind." I knocked her hand off my arm.
6:27[music] "He beat me at chess every
6:29Sunday." My dad tried the reasonable
6:31voice. "We'll sort this out as a
6:32family." "This [music] is sorted. He
6:34sorted it. It goes to the hospital."
6:36Garrett stepped up. "That money belongs
6:38to all of us, not some hospital." I
6:40turned to him. "You want to look a
6:427-year-old girl with cancer in the face
6:44and [music] tell her she can't have a
6:45window because you need the money. You
6:46want to do that, Garrett? Because I'll
6:48drive you there." He didn't answer. I
6:50walked to my car, and my hands fumbled
6:52the keys, [music] and I dropped them
6:53twice before I could start the engine. I
6:55drove to my grandfather's house. The key
6:57was under the rock. The door stuck, and
6:59when I stepped inside, the house was
7:01[music] freezing. I could see my breath
7:02in the hallway. I checked the
7:04thermostat, all the way down. I opened
7:06the fridge and found milk, bread, and a
7:08jar of peanut butter, [music] and I
7:09slammed the door so hard the bottles
7:11rattled because this was what his fridge
7:13actually looked like when I wasn't
7:15coming over. I walked back to the
7:16thermostat and turned it all the way up
7:18and stood there listening to the furnace
7:20kick on for the first time in god knows
7:22[music] how long, and the anger hit me
7:23so hard my vision blurred because he'd
7:25starved in this house and frozen in this
7:27house and performed [music] for me every
7:29Sunday so I wouldn't see what his own
7:31son was doing to him. The Chet Baker
7:33record was still on the turntable from
7:35my [music] last visit. I put the needle
7:36down, and the trumpet filled the cold
7:38room, and I stood there with Chet Baker
7:40[music] playing for no one in a house
7:42that should have been warm, and I made a
7:43promise to the empty kitchen that
7:45[music] whoever did this was going to
7:46answer for it. Not to a lawyer, not to a
7:48judge, but to me. I went to the study
7:50and sat in his leather chair, the one
7:52with the cracked armrest, and something
7:54crinkled under the cushion, [music] a
7:55note in his handwriting. Check the
7:57floorboard in my study. Don't let them
7:59find it first. My heart slammed. He
8:01knew. He knew they'd come for it,
8:03>> [music]
8:03>> and he'd hidden something for me. I
8:05pried up the floorboard with a butter
8:06knife and found a wooden box with
8:08scratches around the lock. I opened it,
8:10and it was empty. Someone got here
8:11first. I hurled the box across the room,
8:14and it hit the wall and cracked in half.
8:15[music] My dad showed up at the kitchen
8:17table with his reasonable voice and his
8:19folded hands. Your grandfather was
8:21confused.
8:22>> [music]
8:22>> He wouldn't have wanted his life savings
8:24going to a building. That's vanity, not
8:26charity. I hit the table so hard the
8:28salt shaker jumped. He saved for 30
8:30years to build sick kids a hospital
8:32wing, and you're calling that vanity.
8:34Mom tried the soft approach. [music] You
8:36don't want to tear this family apart
8:37over a hospital wing, do you? Ada is
8:40seven, Mom. She's never seen the sky
8:42from her hospital bed. Grandpa promised
8:44her a window. You want me to go back
8:46there and tell her the window's not
8:47coming because my family wants the
8:49money. They stared at me. I shoved my
8:51chair back and grabbed my keys. Ada is
8:53waiting for that window, and I'm not
8:55letting you take it from her. I walked
8:56out. I drove to the house and found a
8:58moving truck in the driveway. Aunt Diane
9:00was directing movers [music] to carry
9:02the dining table out the front door. I
9:04blocked the truck with my car, got out,
9:06and walked straight to the back of the
9:08moving truck. The leather chair [music]
9:09was inside, already loaded. I climbed
9:11into the truck and dragged it back out
9:13myself, scraping it down the ramp, and
9:15carried [music] it back into the study.
9:17Get your truck out of his driveway.
9:19We're just clearing. You're stealing
9:20from a dead man while his body is still
9:22warm. I caught the dining [music]
9:24table's edge and dragged it back through
9:26the front door so hard the legs gouged
9:28the hardwood. She called the movers off
9:30and left, but the study had been
9:31ransacked. Drawers open, floorboard
9:34pried up. She'd found the same empty box
9:36I had. Garrett [music] caught me in the
9:37school parking lot after practice. "You
9:39think you're special because you showed
9:41up on Sundays?" He shoved me backward
9:43into my car hard enough to [music] set
9:45off the alarm. I shoved him back harder.
9:47"Don't touch me." He swung and I ducked
9:49and his fist dented my car door and he
9:51screamed and grabbed his hand. "Yeah, I
9:53think I'm special, Garrett. I think I'm
9:55the only person in this family who
9:56treated Grandpa like a person instead of
9:58an ATM. And you broke your hand on my
10:01car, so you're going to remember this
10:02conversation every time you make a
10:04fist." He cradled his hand and backed
10:06away [music] and I picked up my keys off
10:08the asphalt where I dropped them and got
10:10in my car and drove home with my hand
10:12still shaking on the wheel. The family's
10:14lawyer filed to contest the will on
10:16grounds of diminished capacity and
10:18they'd found a doctor willing to
10:19testify. [music]
10:20The hearing was in nine days. I punched
10:22the dashboard so hard my knuckles split
10:24because they were going to call my
10:25grandfather crazy so they could take
10:27money from dying kids and the clock was
10:30running. My grandfather's housekeeper,
10:32Gloria, had been with him for 20 years.
10:34She answered on the first ring and
10:36invited me over before I even finished
10:38asking. She poured tea and her hands
10:40shook the whole time. "Your father came
10:42every Tuesday. He brought papers for
10:44your grandfather to sign."
10:45>> [music]
10:45>> What kind of papers? "Financial
10:47documents, transfers." I set the teacup
10:50down because my hands had gone numb
10:51[music] and the cup was going to end up
10:53on the floor. "His eyes were bad. He
10:55couldn't read the fine print. Your
10:57father told him they were tax [music]
10:58documents." I stood up so fast my chair
11:00scraped the floor. "How much?" "I don't
11:02know the amounts. I just know every
11:04Tuesday your grandfather had less and
11:06your father drove away with more." I
11:08paced [music] her kitchen because if I
11:09sat still, I was going to put my fist
11:12through her wall. "Did he know? Did
11:13Grandpa know what was happening to him?"
11:15Gloria looked at the floor. "At the end,
11:17I think he suspected. He started hiding
11:19things." I stopped pacing. "What [music]
11:21things?" "Papers, a letter. He told me
11:23he put it somewhere safe." She paused.
11:25"The Bible on the second shelf. He
11:27hollowed it out." The lawyer gave me
11:29access to the [music] bank records and I
11:30spread five years of statements across
11:33the study floor. I went through every
11:34page on my hands and knees with a red
11:37marker, circling every transfer to my
11:39father's account, hundreds of thousands.
11:41I found one from the month grandpa asked
11:43me to drive him to buy a winter coat. He
11:45checked every price tag twice and put
11:47back the one he wanted because it was
11:49too [music] expensive. He was cold
11:50because his son was stealing from him. I
11:52threw the statement across the room and
11:54it fluttered to the ground. I found
11:56another from the week he told me the
11:57wing might have to [music] wait a little
11:59longer. 30 years of saving for Ada's
12:01window and my dad was draining it. I sat
12:03on the floor surrounded by paper and my
12:05face was wet and I didn't [music] bother
12:07wiping it. On the desk beside me was a
12:09drawing Ada had given my grandfather,
12:11the yellow room with the smiley face
12:13sun, pinned to his cork board with a
12:15thumb tack. He'd kept it right where he
12:17could see it from his chair. I was in
12:19the study one night going through more
12:20records when the front door opened.
12:22Footsteps, heavy and fast. I killed the
12:25desk lamp and dropped behind the leather
12:26chair. Through the gap, [music] I
12:28watched my father walk into the study,
12:30go straight to the desk and start
12:31pulling drawers and dumping them. He
12:33swept books off shelves. He fed [music]
12:35papers into the fireplace and the flames
12:37lit up his face, hollow and mechanical.
12:40A record sleeve fell and he stepped on
12:42it. Chet Baker. The crack echoed [music]
12:44through the room and I bit my arm to
12:45stay silent. He checked the floorboard,
12:47kicked the empty box against the wall,
12:49and left. I sat behind the chair
12:51shaking. My father's shoe print was on
12:53my grandfather's favorite [music]
12:54record. He was burning the evidence I
12:56needed for the hearing and I had 4 days
12:58left. I drove to Gloria's house at 6:00
13:01a.m. [music] "My aunt threatened you."
13:03She opened the door in her bathrobe. She
13:04said if I talked, "You're not alone in
13:06this." I watched my dad burn documents
13:08[music] in the study last night. Her
13:10eyes went wide. "The Bible. Did he find"
13:12"No, it's still there." "Go, now before
13:15he goes back." I looked at her. "Will
13:16you testify at the hearing?" A long
13:18pause. "I'm scared." "I know, but if you
13:20don't, they win. [music] The wing dies.
13:22Ada gets nothing." Another pause. "Find
13:24the the first, then ask me [music]
13:26again." I drove to the house and ripped
13:28the Bible off the second shelf and
13:29cracked it open. Hollow pages, sealed
13:32envelope, folder of documents. I sat in
13:34the leather chair and tore open the
13:36envelope. Three pages, shaky
13:38handwriting. My father's name came first
13:40with every forged signature and power of
13:42attorney abuse and transfer documented
13:45down to the dollar. I read each line and
13:47my grip tightened until the paper
13:49creased. Diane's name came next with the
13:51jewelry and silverware and furniture
13:53she'd sold while grandpa was in the ICU.
13:56My eyes burned. Garrett's name last with
13:59the car and the forged title. By the
14:01third name, my face was soaked. The last
14:03paragraph, "Build it for Ada and the
14:05kids on the fourth floor. Build it
14:07because they deserve windows. [music]
14:09I'm leaving everything to you because
14:10you're the only one who came on Sundays
14:12because you wanted [music] to, not
14:14because you wanted something." The
14:15hearing was tomorrow. I walked into the
14:17hospital development office and put the
14:19will on the desk. My grandfather wanted
14:21every dollar to go to the pediatric
14:23wing. "The family is contesting the will
14:25and the [music] hearing is tomorrow. If
14:27I don't sign these papers today, a judge
14:29freezes the accounts in the morning and
14:31the wing never gets built." The [music]
14:33director read the clause twice. "He
14:35talked about this wing for 20 years. We
14:37thought it would never happen." She slid
14:39the [music] paperwork across and my pen
14:40shook so badly she steadied my hand. I
14:43signed every line. On the way out, I
14:45stopped at the fourth floor and pressed
14:47my palm flat against Ada's window. She
14:49was asleep inside, drawings taped around
14:52her like wallpaper. "Soon," I whispered.
14:54Then I called a family dinner. The
14:56hearing was in the morning. If this was
14:57going to happen, it had to happen
14:59tonight. I told them I was ready to
15:01discuss the estate and every one of them
15:03came. Diane brought wine. Garrett helped
15:05set the [music] table with his hand
15:07still wrapped from punching my car. My
15:09dad clapped me on the back. I knew you'd
15:11come around." I set the table. Diane's
15:13seat, a jewelry appraisal for the
15:15emerald ring she stole from the ICU.
15:17Garrett's seat, the title transfer for
15:19the car he forged and sold. Dad's seat,
15:22five years of bank statements, every
15:24theft [music] circled in red. At the
15:25head of the table, Grandpa's empty
15:27chair, his letter. Diane looked down and
15:30the color left her face. Garrett picked
15:32up the title transfer and his jaw
15:33dropped. Dad unfolded the first
15:35statement [music] and his hands went
15:37still. I stood up. You want to talk
15:39about the estate? Let's start with what
15:40you already took. My voice filled the
15:42room. Aunt Diane, Grandma's emerald
15:45ring, stolen from the jewelry box while
15:47Grandpa was in the ICU, sold for 18
15:50hundred, worth 12,000. Diane's glass
15:52shook. I didn't. [music] The appraisal
15:54is right there. I turned to Garrett. The
15:56car, you forged his signature on the
15:58title and sold it. Garrett shoved back
16:00from the table [music] and his chair
16:01cracked against the wall. You don't know
16:03what you're talking about. I called the
16:05buyer, Garrett. He told me a kid showed
16:07up with the keys and paid cash. He
16:08lunged across the table. [music] His
16:10hand caught my collar and he dragged me
16:12forward and my ribs hit the edge and
16:14plates went flying and wine splashed
16:16across the evidence. I grabbed his wrist
16:18and twisted and we crashed into the
16:20china cabinet and the glass doors
16:21exploded. He pinned me against the wall
16:24with his forearm on my chest and I drove
16:26my knee into his thigh and shoved him
16:28off and he went down over a chair. I
16:30grabbed a dining chair and held it
16:31between us. Sit down. The chair legs
16:34rattled because every muscle in my body
16:36was pulled tight. [music] He sat on the
16:37floor. I turned to my dad. Every
16:39Tuesday, five years, you sat [music]
16:41across from a man who couldn't see and
16:43you put papers in front of him and told
16:45him they were tax forms. [music] My
16:47voice cracked. He couldn't afford a
16:48coat, Dad. I drove him to the store and
16:50he checked every [music] price tag twice
16:52because he thought he was broke and the
16:54whole time it was you. I slammed both
16:56hands on the table. He saved for 30
16:58years to build dying [music] children a
16:59hospital wing and you stole it from
17:01them. Dad stood up. He wasn't in his
17:03right mind. He was [music] confused and
17:05he was He beat me at chess every Sunday,
17:07Dad. He knew every kid on the fourth
17:09floor by name. [music] He hollowed out a
17:10Bible to hide evidence from you because
17:12he was sharper than every person in this
17:14room. You stole from your own father. He
17:16didn't need a hospital wing. He needed a
17:18winter coat. He was freezing in his own
17:20house because you took everything. He
17:22was old and he was dying and that money
17:24was going to be wasted on on children,
17:26on kids [music] with cancer, on a girl
17:28named Ada who draws pictures of windows
17:30because she's never seen the sky from
17:31her bed. That's who you stole from.
17:34Dad's face was red and twisted [music]
17:35and his composure was completely gone.
17:38You want to know the best part? I pulled
17:39the receipt from my pocket and threw it
17:41on the table. The money is gone. I
17:43signed the donation papers this morning.
17:45[music] Every last dollar goes to St.
17:47Jude's. Construction starts in April.
17:49You spent two months fighting over money
17:51that was never [music] going to be
17:52yours. Diane went white. Garrett stared
17:55from the floor. Dad grabbed the receipt
17:57and his face drained of color reading
17:58[music] it. You gave it away? To dying
18:00children? To kids who grabbed his hand
18:02when he walked through the door? To a
18:04girl named Ada who shows him drawings of
18:06a window she's never had? My voice
18:07[music] broke. He loved those kids more
18:10than he loved any of you and he was
18:11right, too. Dad pointed at me. You are a
18:14child. What is she doing here? He'd seen
18:16Gloria. She walked in from the kitchen,
18:18coat on, folder in her shaking hands and
18:20she looked my father in the eye. I
18:22watched you do it. Every [music] Tuesday
18:24for five years. I watched you put papers
18:26in front of a man who couldn't see what
18:28he was signing. She set the folder on
18:30the table. Copies of everything. My mom
18:32spoke from the end of the table. I
18:33believed her. Every head turned. Mascara
18:36streaked down her face. I believed her
18:38because I already knew. I've known for
18:40[music] years. She looked at my dad. You
18:42told me it was handled. You told me he
18:43was fine. at mom and his whole face
18:46cracked open. [music] You want to know
18:47why grandpa left everything to me? My
18:49voice was raw and wrecked. Because I'm
18:51the only person in this family who
18:53showed up when there was nothing to
18:54take. They left one by [music] one.
18:56Diane first. Garrett limping. Mom walked
18:58out without looking at dad. He was last.
19:00He stood in the study doorway looking at
19:02the leather chair and I said, "Don't."
19:04And he closed his mouth and walked out.
19:06Gloria stood by the table with her hands
19:08finally still. "Thank you." I said. She
19:10shook her [music] head. He asked me to
19:11do one thing. This was it. She looked at
19:13the leather chair. He would have been
19:15proud of you tonight. I pressed my hand
19:17over my mouth because those were the
19:18words I'd needed to hear from someone in
19:20my family my entire life, and they came
19:22from his housekeeper. I drove to the
19:24hospital, fourth floor, lights dimmed,
19:26Ada's room at the end of the hall. She
19:28was asleep with her drawings taped
19:29[music] around her bed. I touched the
19:31yellow one with my fingertip, the room
19:33with the big window and the smiley face
19:35sun. Then I drove to the house [music]
19:37and sat in his leather chair and put the
19:39Chet Baker record turntable and dropped
19:41the needle. The trumpet filled the cold
19:42[music] study, and I closed my eyes and
19:45listened the way he taught me, and for a
19:46few minutes the room wasn't empty.