“You told me once that nothing ever dies. But you lied. Things die every day. Poor children in Africa and people in car wrecks and cancer kids and old people and animals. And yeah, they have spirits. And yeah, the impression never leaves. But people do die, Dad. We die because we decay. We’re the wolf above the mantel. We are and then we aren’t, and that’s the truth of it. That’s our nature. We can’t stay any longer than time can have us.”
