The game was called “What If.” We’d be talking or texting, and one of us would say something like What if hummingbirds lost their wings? And the other person would have to think of an answer that began with Then. In fact that was one of the first questions I texted Sam: What if hummingbirds lost their wings? We had twenty-four hours to come back with an answer, and it took her precisely ten hours and seven minutes to text me back: Then it would rain for days and the world would know the rage of the grieving sky.
