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Sometimes she would talk about it, saying she didnt understand how her mother could be so unhappy. And she would talk sometimes about the other side of the disease as well, telling him some of the outrageous and amusing things her mother did. But he could see that it scared her. He could also see that for a long time Zee had been her mothers caregiver, trying to keep her from hospitalization as the inevitable depressions set in. Zee didnt have a lot of friends, just one or two from school. She hadnt had much time to be a kid. And though he felt guilty about his feelings, Melville found himself happier than hed ever been. He felt bad about the situation, worse for Zee than for Finch. But he let his mind linger on the possibilities: that Finchs wife might stay hospitalized forever, as Finch had predicted, that they could live as a family, that they could go on like this indefinitely. And he was guilty that the thought made him happy. But there it was. And then, one Saturday in August, Maureen Finch was released. It was a surprise to Melville, although he found out later that Finch had known just before it happened but couldnt figure out how to tell him. What hed said instead was not to make dinner that night and that he thought they might be late getting back and would probably stop somewhere to eat along the way. It was the first thing Melville had ever blamed Finch for, and it was a shock. When they pulled into the driveway and he watched as Zee helped her mother out of the car, he had a second shock.

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Maureen Finch looked up at him. Their eyes met and held. Zee turned to see what her mother was looking at and spotted Melville. She started to speak to him, but something in her mothers eyes stopped her. Looking guilty, Finch helped Maureen into the house. MELVILLES PHONE WAS RINGING OFF the hook by the time he got back to his room. He knew it was Finch. But he didnt pick up. Instead he packed his things and, for the second time in his life, he ran, first to California and then up to the Aleutian Islands, where he stayed for the next two years. THE STOVE BURNER SIZZLED AS the coffee boiled over the rim, pulling Melvilles consciousness back to the present. He jumped up and grabbed the pot by the handle, moving it off the burner. Im glad you do that, too, Zee said. Michael thinks its only me. He poured a mug of cold water into the pot. How is Michael? he asked. God, I hope this doesnt mess up the wedding plans. I seem to be doing that all by myself, she said. He looked at her, choosing his words. I thought Michael was the one who was making all the plans. What gave you that idea? I dont know. It just always seemed to me as if the whole thing was his idea. The marriage? she asked. Everything, from you moving in with him to getting married. It always seemed more like his plan than yours, he said. Well, it wasnt, she said. Im glad to hear that, he said. And what difference does it make whose idea it was? You tell me, he said. She could feel her face grog red. Dont get me wrong, I like Michael, he said. Its just been a long time since Ive seen you being you. You know what? she said, coming back at him. He looked at her. Im sorry. I came here to talk about your problem, not mine, she said. She saw him decide not to comment. Unfortunate choice of words, she said.

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