Dark Matter

by Blake Crouch

“It’s like we get so set in our ways, so entrenched in those grooves, we stop seeing our loved ones for who they are. But tonight, right now, I see you again, like the first time we met, when the sound of your voice and your smell was this new country. I’m rambling now.”

Which is all to say maybe it’s just being alive at a baseball game on a fall day in the heart of her city.