““Maybe it doesn’t matter whether something is a coincidence or a sign. Maybe the best way to cope with the loss of the people we love is to find them in as many places and things as we possibly can. And in the off chance that the people we lose are still somehow able to hear us, maybe we should never stop talking to them.””
My sister’s Dina’s last words were “I’m telling you, that hamburger tasted like it had boogers on it.”
My sister’s Siena’s last words were “Are you saying… it was a hamboorger?”
My mother’s last words were “Tony, do you see that-”
My father’s last words were “Oh God – hold on, girls. Hold on!”
Then the car plunged off the side of the road and sank darkly into a drainage canal full of icy slush. And poof! the Radegan family was finished.
Well, except for me.
Apparently I didn’t get the memo.