And I wrote my way out of the labyrinth.

“Where is my chance to be somebody's Peter Van Houten?' He hit the steering whee…”

“Things so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like…”

“Dad had a sign of his own. MY BEAUTIFUL FAMILY, it read, and then underneath th…”

“As I knelt, I realized they’d closed his eyes —of course they had— and that I w…”