ABSTRACT
In mid-October of 1989, George is engaged in his semi-annual vanishing act and has been gone for several days. Max is moping in the laundry room, sprawled with all four legs extended on top of the slick white surface of the washing machine, trying to stay cool in the unseasonable heat. We are upstairs, hunched together over a computer screen, att empting to dispel the worry that George’s absences always cause by burying ourselves in some especially tedious work.
