Games
My mind couldn't fit itself around the shape of his absence.
Grief made fools of us all. There was shock in it, but there could hardly be surprise.
A splinter of pride got in under my breast-bone and lodged there.
The high domed ceiling put me in mind of a skull, a brain, a mind. What did that make us, the readers?
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