He lives in a quiet world, where the only sound is the ringing in his ears. He comes and goes as he pleases, taking long walks alone by the waterfront. He’s staring at a sheet of paper the teacher handed back to him. In red, across the top, is a ZERO. No words, no explanation. The assignment was to write a sentence using a chosen word. Moses could still smell the teacher’s alcoholic breath as he handed back the paper. “The cuckoo in the cuckoo clock says cuckoo to you!”


