Status Updates From Last Night

THERE WAS A MOTH on the windshield as they headed back. They were going forty miles an hour; its wings were quivering…Still, stubbornly, it clung…
- What are you doing? she said.
Keck had pulled over and stopped. He reached out and pushed the moth a little. Abruptly it flew into the darkness.
- Are you a Buddhist or something?
- No, he said. I didn't know if it wanted to go where we're going, that's all.

-What is there to be rethought? Phil wanted to know.
…they said…she had been deceived all that time…
-But that time was spent in happiness,wasn’t it? Phil asked guilelessly. That’s been lived. It can’t be changed. It can’t be just turned into unhappiness.
-That woman stole my husband…
-Forgive me,Phil said…That happens every day.
There was an outcry…
-Every day,he repeated,his voice drowned out…

Her head was thrown back like that of a woman longing for God.