As best as I could, I tried to shine the world for him, as though I could convince him out of whatever strange logic had taken hold. I would spend hours putting my case together, collecting evidence in my mind. Lists of things that were wonderful: evenings in the park with friends; snow on a bright day; swimming in the lake in summertime; even just sitting here together. Wasn’t that something? It was more than I had ever thought was possible.
