My Parents Died Before Graduation and I Thought No One Would Be There for Me — Then Two Hands Covered My Eyes From Behind
I only knew that on the biggest, loneliest day of my life, the one person left who shared my blood and my memories was someone I no longer knew how to call.
The anger was unfair, and I knew it was unfair even while I was feeling it, and that is the particular misery of that kind of grief-anger: you cannot reason your way out of it, because it was never built out of reasons.
Ethan had a duty.
He was under contract; he could not simply walk away from a deployment because his family fell apart, any more than a surgeon can leave a table mid-operation.
I understood all of that with the top part of my mind.
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