medium | “very merry maggie” — arianna and allison lead manuel and lily to the field of white zinneas
“Lily, Our daughter is not coming back for a pleasant chat about the ribbon she won on Sports Night in tenth grade. Our daughter died with her heart full of despair, sitting in a running automobile in a locked garage in upstate New York on a freezing winter night. She tried calling you twice. She tried calling me six times. She didn't leave a note.”











