She feels her pulse quicken and grief well up in her chest, a sadness so heavy that she has to lie down. This keeps happening. It comes in waves. As if she’s swimming in the sea while a tsunami rises. Everything calm and then a giant wave slams her sideways: her dad. Gone forever. She thinks of him dead and she cries or screams or kicks things. And then as soon as she catches her breath, comes up to the surface for some air, there’s another wave crashing behind it: Josh. It doesn’t feel like hyperbole to say that she’s lost everything. Has anyone ever been this lonely?
