Section 15: pages 161-170 Summary

In Frances Richard's "Tune," he goes from them into the silence, and they play the martial overture he loves, joking about how he would cry. He reclines on the porch to listen to the windchime in the breeze, and they carry lunch to him, squatting to kiss his hands. During his last years, he had not laughed or written, but now, they open drawers to find his midnight writings. They listen for the faint sound of his typewriter from the upstairs room.

In "Something I Remember" by Linda Elkin, the author lives on the eighteenth floor of an apartment building on the Lower East Side. Her father is still up there, watering his plants, and he wants her to "tell him something I remember that would prove his goodness" (p. 162). Maybe, she can tell him about his plants, and...