Every Tuesday

A Novel About Coming Home

By: William Ferrier Jr.

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

Cole came home from the war. He has not come back.

He doesn't sleep. He leaves restaurants without warning. He checks every exit in every room he enters. He stands at the kitchen window at three a.m. staring at a parking lot like he's still on watch. When his girlfriend asks how he is, he says fine. He says it every time. He means something else.

Anna has been waiting for thirteen months. She kept the apartment. She paid the rent. She imagined the homecoming. The person who walked off the plane is not the person who left. He will not talk. He will not stay. He wakes up swinging in the dark. She does not know if this is something that will pass or if this is who he is now.

When Cole is pushed into a VA group therapy program, he expects the worst — plastic chairs, fluorescent lights, strangers he has nothing in common with. What he finds is a room. And in the room are six people carrying six different versions of the same weight. A woman who survived two wars — one outside the wire and one inside it. A medic who drinks to silence the ones he lost. A squad leader who cannot stop replaying every decision. A man who has been sitting in the same chair for three years and has not spoken once.

And a man named Dex, who still checks the exits after three deployments, who still wakes up on the floor some nights — and who sits in the circle, calm and steady, proof that the road goes somewhere.

Every Tuesday is a novel about what happens after the war. About the distance between coming home and coming back. About the people who wait, and the people who carry, and the room where both can be held.

This is the book people hand to someone they love and say: just read it.