The last day of the cruelest month, and appropriately it rains. Not the spring rain of life and rebirth, not for me. Death. In my life, always death. I am young; if you saw me on the street, you might think, "what a nice, clean-cut young man. I'll bet he works in advertising or perhaps a nice accounting firm. I'll bet he's married and is just starting a family. I'll bet his parents raised him well." But you would be wrong. I am old in a thousand ways. I have seen things and done things that would make you rush instinctively to your child's bedroom and hug him tight to your chest, breathing quick in short bursts like a misfiring engine, and repeat over and over, "It's okay, baby. It's okay. Everything's okay."The Silver Bear
by Derek Haas
(Pegasus Books, 2008)
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