The Morning After My Son’s Funeral, an Airport Worker Called and Said, “Your Son Checked In”

he had been able to install inside a company.

The hardest day was the exhumation.

I want to be careful how I write about that, because there are people reading this who have buried somebody, and I do not want to be casual about what it costs.

Yolanda came to my house herself to ask. She sat in my living room, in the chair David used to sit in, and she continue reading …