My Five Year Old Asked About A Man Who Visits At Night And I Set Up A Camera

a person who is not asking for pity and does not expect relief, and I felt too many things at once to name cleanly. Anger, which was real and legitimate and which I was not going to set aside because he was sick. Grief, which surprised me, the grief of the three lost years and the particular grief of the slow drag of his left foot across the dark yard.continue reading …