Chapter 13: Seventy-One Hours

He's in surgery for six hours and I don't move from the plastic chair. Luca sits beside me the whole time with dried blood on his shirt cuffs and doesn't try to talk once, which is how I finally understand that Luca Rossi is the kindest man I will ever meet and I am never going to love him. At 4 a.m. a surgeon comes out and says the word "lucky" and I put my head between my knees and make a sound like an animal. The next seventy-one hours go like this: The recording runs on three networks...