On the drive back, they tap the dashboard. Two taps. Two taps back.
Maya: “We don’t run. We build.”
Eli turns the phone over. He doesn't want to talk. He wants to disappear into the drywall. the teenager next door vol. 4
Maya: “He left because he couldn’t breathe here. And I think… I think I’ve been doing the same thing. Just quieter.” On the drive back, they tap the dashboard