“And March, that’s definitely the most unexpected month. So it had to be March.” He looks down at the word, then back up at me. “I don’t get it. It comes every year. Right after February.” “Yes, but it’s, you know—every year, you’re all, ‘March! This is going to be great! Start of spring!’ But it’s definitely not, right? Because there will be a weird, freak snowstorm, and it’s like winter’s started all over. Unexpected things happen in March.”
