If Only I Had Told Her

by Laura Nowlin

“When you’re reading a book and you can’t focus, ask yourself, ‘How much is the writer’s fault, and how much is mine?’

My mind spins, trying, trying, trying to find a way out of this maze. There’s got to be a way I can think this into not being true. Death is so final. Over. Done. Finn.

The apple was always red; the boy just couldn’t see it.