When he was seventeen, he got into a car accident with his parents’ Volvo. The next three days, all he could think was: What if I’d left exactly one minute earlier? What if I hadn’t stopped for gas? It drove him crazy, and more than that, it didn’t matter. It didn’t matter because it wasn’t the reality he was living. What if he had taken that job? Or what if he’d even been open to talking about it? What if his lab had flourished and his grant had been renewed? What if he’d never gone to the party where he met Rachel? What was the point in even asking? Do you see why he didn’t want to talk
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