They ate in the kitchen, across from each other, with bottles of imported German beer. Topics included stories of Carr’s adventures in Kenya and Congo, Jesse’s goal to buy a new truck in the fall, and Carr’s letters to his mother and aunt in Texas.
As Carr was just about to bite into his burger, he asked, “Do you miss your mom and dad?”
Carr’s question was rhetorical, of course.
Jesse thought of Yolanda and Tim Fitzpatrick for the last eight years, every day. August 28, 2009 had been one of the worst days of his life. Yola, his mother’s nickname, and Tim had been driving through Indiana, returning from a week in the Black Hills after vacationing. A Danville tornado swooped down out of the sky during a thunderstorm and picked up his parent’s minivan. The van flew almost a mile away from
