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“I don’t think you get a choice in how grief finds you,” Caleb says. He turns to face her. “See, at my last master’s house, there was this old woman who worked in the house, even older than Muh. She caught me one day, thinking about my“I don’t think you get a choice in how grief finds you,” Caleb says. He turns to face her. “See, at my last master’s house, there was this old woman who worked in the house, even older than Muh. She caught me one day, thinking about my momma. And I remember, she took me over into the cookhouse and showed me this cup of tea where there was only a little water left in it but the tea bag still there, so it was real strong. I’ll never forget what she said. She told me that when you first lose somebody, the grief feels like the strongest tea you’ve ever tasted, so bitter and sharp you don’t think you’ll ever be able to swallow. But that every day, another drop of water falls into that cup, and it gets a little easier to taste. That bitterness, that pain, it don’t ever go away or get smaller. But it does fade.”...more