“I needed to see him. I needed to know how he was getting on so that I could figure out who I was supposed to become; how I was supposed to live.”

Has anyone else watched an episode of Law & Order and thought: “Are any of the victims’ family members going to therapy? Is there a grief counselor visiting the classmates?” This novella starts out with the familiar structure of a detective procedural but develops less into a whodunnit and more into a story about how grief can ripple through a person’s immediate circle and manifest in strange ways for years afterwards. The reflections of various characters come with so little closure; a sense that life goes on because it must until it doesn’t.