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realistic way? It’s worth exploring.” He jotteddown a note, or pretended to, and then handed me a sheaf of marked-up pages. “Moving on. Let’s talk about these Jastine scenes, shall we? I can tell you’ve been doing some research. Reading up on Latin American juntas.”
    â€œI have, actually.”
    â€œThat’s the problem. Jason and Justine get schooled in rural poverty and state-sanctioned violence by Miguel, the hotel proprietor? His daughter relates the secret history of CIA involvement over a plate of arroz con pollo ? Admirable, but we’re not trying to be NPR here. Look, it’s like in Anna Karenina . Levin starts going on about farming and peasants and you’re like, dear Lord, can we please get back to Anna and the Vron? You need to think of this coup not as a sociopolitical event but as an obstacle for Jason and Justine—how are they going to make it through? It’s also an excuse for Justine to interact with a few hot, if sinister, men in uniform. You can do better.”
    â€œI can?”
    â€œYou’re going to have to. Don’t be so conscientious. Think hammocks and coconuts, colonial shutters and crumbling stucco, Jastine cavorting on a beach, sitting in a hotel lounge with a Graham Greene vibe or however Graham Greene–y we can get within budget. Maybe they’re at the bar, talking to Miguel.
    â€œJason: ‘Miguel, I used to think love was the greatest con of all. But if it is, I want to go right on being a sucker.’
    â€œJustine: ‘Ahem?!’
    â€œMiguel: ‘I’ll drink to that, my friend.’
    â€œSomething like that. End of the day, okay, Pro?”
    I could never quite tell if Frank was being ironic when he called me Pro, since it sounded like something he’d gleaned from a manual on effective team leadership. But I was heartened to hear it. In thesix years I had reported to Frank, he had always seen potential in me. It made me want to never let him down.
    â€œI’m on it. But, Frank, then I need to take a few days off.”
    â€œWhat? No. Not now you don’t. What you need to do is this rewrite and then you need to get started on the Romola Dougherty custody case. Did sweeps suddenly slip your mind?”
    â€œI’ll check in as often as I can. I’m really sorry, but you know I wouldn’t do this if it weren’t important.”
    â€œWhat is it?”
    â€œIt’s personal.” He looked a little offended.
    â€œVivian, this is just such terrible timing.”
    Vivian. Like a parent.
    â€œI know. I know.”
    Frank’s anger resided in his jaw. The arteries in his neck thickened into tree roots.
    â€œDo what you have to do.” No Pro. He just raised his hands, as if surrendering to my free will as a human being while questioning my longevity as his protégé. But Frank’s disappointment couldn’t suppress the wave of freedom and escape that carried me down the hall.
    â€œI WAS LISTENING to some Jesse songs on my way home,” said Andy. Standing in the doorway of our bedroom after we’d eaten dinner in front of the TV and I had started to pack my bag. “I realized I hadn’t, in a long time. And it was weird. I felt like I was inside a giant brain scan or something, walking through a gray area I lost use of and now it was all lit up again.”
    â€œSounds psychedelic.”
    â€œKind of, yeah. It was this really physical sensation.”
    I wanted him to keep talking about Jesse Parrish as I packed.To feel his anger yielding to something closer to interest in what I had decided to do. He was no longer in the mood for a fight, which was a relief. And yet, it made me sad to think that he had given in. Given up.
    You are being impossible, I thought. What more do you want from him?
    â€œI’m gonna sound like I’m high if I try to explain it more.”
    â€œI don’t mind.”
    â€œIt just brings up so many