“I don’t know. I knew Dad was sad, which wasn’t a good thing. The whole thing just struck me as unbelievably odd. One minute she was there, the next she was gone. Death didn’t make sense to me. Still doesn’t, I guess.” “I think that’s a common existential issue.” “So maybe I’m not as odd as I seem?” I threaded her hair through my fingers. “Don’t get too far ahead of yourself.”
