The Yacht Trip, The Memorial, And The Gift They Never Expected

had insisted on keeping as a backup because “you can’t trust technology in a storm,” hung by a tangle of wires, its casing cracked open, innards ripped out and scattered.

My breath came faster, shorter, each inhale like trying to breathe through wet cloth.

“No, no, no…”

I spun, searching desperately for something that made sense, something normal and continue reading …