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He watched a lot of TV. I guess many people did. Maybe like him, they preferred their lives delivered to them in a box.
Bad news still finds you on sunny days. If that saying of Aunt Jin’s was true, then the converse must hold as well: good news could arrive during a monsoon,
You know how Hollow boys are. No dad around, a mom who smokes in front of the television and chows down Twinkies all day.”
Tree-greened sunrays dappled the forest floor as I bounced along the rutted path through the woods. We were in an enchanted land, a thicket hiding trolls and mushroom fairies, princes and queens.
The irony of being reminded of the size of the world through a hole in the floor of a rusted-out van was not lost on me.
“Wanted my kids to grow up on land we owned, like I did,” he finally said.
you could hold a funeral on a pea rock playground, that’s what this felt like.
That was one thing my family was exceptional at—treating each day like it was its own, disconnected from the day before.
