"Nah, not enough of us for that." Which was a strange statement to make as far as Curnen was concerned. At home, everybody played or sang or something. You get fifty Tufa together, you could throw a party for a week switching out musicians. "Most people here wouldn't sing if you paid 'em. Just me an' Coby an' Miguel. We jam, but ain't no band."

She didn't mention Scanlan. Talking about people leaving to a new arrival just raised hopes that didn't need raising. It wasn't like he'd done it on purpose, or like anyone knew where the fuck he'd gone.