Water ran in rivers across the road, and Sarah had to raise her voice above the noise of the rain on the car roof "I don't think you really care that she said. much, The other day I said to you "Now that Ethan's l sometimes w there's any point to life." Do you remember what you said? Well, not exactly," Macon said. You said, "Honey, to tell the truth, it never seemed to me there was much point to begin with." Those were your words You're not a comfort, Macon,' Sarah said. Honey, I'm trying to be." You just go on your same old way like before. Your little routines and habits, day after day. No comfort at all. This rain, for example. You know it makes me nervous. What harm would it do to stop a while, show your concern for me?' Macon stared ahead at the road. drive according to a system, Sarah. You know that. Also, if you don't see any point to life, 1 can't see why a rainstorm would make you nervous." Sarah turned her head away. "Macon, I want a divorce. Macon braked and looked at her. "What?" he said. He had to look back at the road again. What did I say?' he asked. "I just can't live with you anymore," Sarah said. Macon's face seemed thinner and paler. He cleared his throat. Honey. Listen. We've had a hard time. People who lose a child often feel this way. Everybody says that a marriage I'd like to find a place of my own as soon as we get back, Sarah said. "You can keep the house. You never did like moving. Macon pulled over and stopped the car. He turned off the engine and sat rubbing his knees with his hands. Sarah stared out of the window. The only sound was the drumming of the rain