The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

by Gabrielle Zevin

We read to know we’re not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone.

We are not quite short stories. At this point, his life is seeming closest to that. In the end, we are collected works.

“We aren’t the things we collect, acquire, read. We are, for as long as we are here, only love. The things we loved. The people we loved. And these, I think these really do live on.”