Run for the Hills

by Kevin Wilson

Every single game, he told them, every moment of your life, is just putting in the effort so that you can hold on to what you love for as long as you possibly can.

You could expand your horizons as long as you occasionally got to run right back to the only thing you really knew.

This was the way a normal family worked, she reminded herself. It came together and broke apart over and over again, all the amorphous ways it accommodated expansion and contraction.