Reading Aloud

I had a list. Not written down, I'm not that organized, but I could recite it the way some guys recite batting averages: my brother's drinking, my best friend's crumbling marriage, my mother's loneliness since the divorce, a coworker's confidence problem that apparently only I could solve. Somewhere along the way, being useful had become my whole personality. Maybe my only personality.

A song

Бунин

Tesla

War

Tuscany

Tuscany

Chess

Hard way

Box