“Roden always wanted to study medicine in college. He loved helping people.” “Tell me about him,” Hayes says. A mask of confusion adheres to my face. “Roden?” Hayes remembered my brother’s name? “You mentioned him at the bar.” “Well, he die—” “No, Aeris. Tell me about him.” Oh. Nobody’s ever asked to hear about Roden. It’s…I’ve never really talked about him without
