TOO BAD ABOUT THE FISH, BUDDY. YOU’VE GOT TO HAVE SOMETHING IN YOUR LIFE LIKE THE FISH. THE FISH IS THE VERY BEST PART. Glory and Lena were my fish, my very best part. I’d found my 980. My 980 was this crumbled city, gauzy sky and gray water, and my family’s heads bobbing above the surface, breathing, me holding on to them so they wouldn’t float away.
