There's little to do in Frank's house but to watch mind-numbing TV shows and chat with Zeke. The latter is much more interesting. I move away from the darker topics and amuse myself by showing Zeke Frank's few appliances. I also recall what I can of the world's political and cultural history of the past two centuries.
Zeke is the best listener I could ever have. He absorbs my words like a sponge and asks questions to prompt me whenever I'm stumped for whatever else to say. He gives ironic comments and dry jokes.
It's the best conversation I had with someone since Rose… went away. The hours until night pass almost too quickly, but eventually, it's time.
"They went to see their dreams. The road ahead is safer than ever, my Maya," Zeke declares and his power retracts, his body turning into a black sludge that disappears within my shadow.
