Chapter 1
Laying unconcious, the blood pooled underneath her. It was a stark scene, constructed with meticulous economy and detachment. It sifted through his imagination time and again. He could only imagine what it really looked like.
The commotion woke up the sons. They shuffled towards their bedroom door and peered out to see daddy send mommy hurtling down the stairs. Over daddy's loud pleas of remorse and the confused tears of his younger sibling, he walked back into his room and went back to bed. He never witnessed the aftermath and would barely recall the night. But the image was in his mind, periodically erupting to the surface, as vivid as if he had seen it all unfold. Although the image came and went, the recollection endured.
He rolled into the passenger deck of the ferry, directed by the traffic controller to the far left lane. He pulled the car into park, turned off the ignition, opened the driver side door, and was about to step out. As he peered through the open driver side window at the water, he remembered that his brother would have have been twenty that year. Inconsolable and alone, he wept uncontrollably.
