He still hadn 't told his wife the truth.

During the past couple of weeks, he 'd been close more than a few times, but, in the end, he hadn 't been able to do it.

Now, here he was, the evening before extraction day, still lying to Yor.

He was scared WISE would try something. He was scared they would try to take him away from his family.

It was the weekend again. They had eaten lunch out, then gone to the park with Anya, stayed there for a good while until Yor felt dizzy and they decided to go back home.

His wife was resting on their bed, Anya was watching cartoons, and he had a bunch of papers spread out on the dining table.