You don't talk about it because no one asks.

Because if they did... Christ, where would you even start? How do you tell the guy bagging your groceries he was your son in 1436? That dimpled smile, same as when he took his first steps in a Prague ghetto while plague rats scratched at the walls. How do you tell the barista with the septum piercing that in 1812 you held her hand while cholera turned her insides to water?

How do you look anyone in the eye and say: "We were lovers when Rome fell."

They'd...