Drowning

Mentee, Interrupted

By Jane Larkworthy

Maia and I only spent a few minutes together. It was only after her death that I finally got to know her.

Thanksgiving After Jack

By Anna Whiston-Donaldson

A few weeks before Thanksgiving, my 12-year-old son went out to play in the rain and never came home. That year, everything about the holiday just felt wrong.