Someone to Sit in the Foxhole: A Grandfather’s Speech That Changed Everything

eyes softened. “That’s part of the problem,” she said. “The kids are thinking about death anyway. Some of them think about it more than you’d imagine.”

Tyler’s shoulders tensed.

My mouth went dry.

I looked at the counselor. “Are you saying—”

“I’m saying,” she interrupted gently, “that loneliness doesn’t look like loneliness anymore. It looks like jokes.continue reading …