Cathi says she heard that the Willie in question used to go by Liam. Then he got married and changed his name to Willie.
I say, “Still sounds like a long shot. The Liam I knew was one of the most honorable people I ever met. He’d never steal another man’s rubber-band ball. But then again,” I recall, “after he got married, he sort of disappeared. We didn’t have a falling-out, but he stopped returning my calls. I left some messages, asking if I’d done something to insult him, but he never got back to me.”
(Illustration by Mitch Handsone)
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The cling peaches are gone. Cathi pours the remaining syrup into two glasses.
“Jesus,” I say, lifting mine. “How much would someone have to pay a Liam to become a Willie?”
Cathi shrugs. “Not a question of how much,” says Cathi. “Question of why: Why they do this to us?”?