Dissolution: A Novel

by Nicholas Binge

“It occurs to me that at some point, you pick up your child for the very last time. And you don’t know. At the time, you don’t know that it’s the last time you’ll ever do it.”

“It is personal,” Raph insisted. “A girl rejects you because she doesn’t like you. There’s no other reason. It’s literally the most personal thing there can be.”

There’s an old Jewish saying that you die twice: once when your body dies and the second time when your name is spoken for the very last time.