k through the front door。 I
dropped the sack and straightened up； and when he
slid behind the wheel； I said； “It's okay with you； isn't it？”
He just looked at me； his hand on the key in the ignition。
“I … I'm not ruining your day with him or anything； am I？”
He cranked the motor and said； “No； sweetheart。 I'm glad you're ing。”
We didn't say much to each other on the drive over to Greenhaven。 He seemed to want to
look at the scenery and I； well； I had a lot of questions；
but none I wanted to ask。 It was nice； though； riding with my father。 It was like the silence
connected us in a way that explanations never could。
When we arrived at Greenhaven； my father parked the truck； but we didn't get out right away。
“It takes some getting used to； Julianna； but it does
grow on you。 They grow on you。 They're all good people。”
I nodded； but felt oddly afraid。
“e on； then；” he said； taking the sack from the seat。 “Let's go inside。”
Greenhaven didn't look like any kind of hospital to me； but it didn't look quite like a house；
either。 It was too long and rectangular for that。 The
walkway had a faded green awning that covered it； and flower beds alongside with freshly
planted pansies that looked muddied and slightly askew。
The grass was patchy； with three deep holes dug near the building。
“The residents tend the grounds；” my father said。 “It's part of their occupational training
program； and it's therapeutic。 Those holes are the future
homes of Peach； Plum； and Pear。”
“Fruit trees？”
“Yes。 The vote caused quite a motion。”
“Among the … residents？”
“That's right。” He swung open one of the glass double doors and