The ease of it all should have been explained. That one moment he could be there, and the next, simply vanished from my sights because of something simple...something minute in the structured flaw of our fallout.  I wrapped around myself the icon of our most intimate moments, feeling the blanket on our bed cool from the body heat he'd left as a signature barely minutes ago. In my head, I thought up parallel universes. I imagined some quantifiably precise solution to the chewing, nagging ache[image error]