WHEN SOMEBODY GOES AWAY THERE’S THINGS YOU WANT TO TELL THEM. WHEN SOMEBODY DIES MAYBE THAT’S THE WORST THING. YOU WANT TO TELL THEM THINGS THAT HAPPEN AFTER.

Harriet pushed her hair back and looked at him seriously. ‘Sport, what are you going to be when you grow up?”You know what. You know I’m going to be a ball player.”Well, I’m going to...

I feel there’s a funny little hole in me that wasn’t there before, like a splinter in your finger, but this is somewhere above my stomach.