"So you’re working?”
“Yeah, flipping burgers at the Charcoaler. Trying to save up some money.”
“You didn’t tell me.”
“Yeah, it’s not important. Just a shitty job.”
“Well, you’re not going to save too much money buying nice art books for your friends.” I could tell he was smiling.
“So you got the book?”
“I’m holding it in my lap. Gericault’s Raft of the Medusa by Lorenz E. A. Eitner. It’s a beautiful book, Ari.”

I thought he was going to cry. And I whispered in my own brain, don’t cry don’t cry. And it was like he heard me—and he didn’t cry. And then he said, “How many burgers did you flip to buy the book?"

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