Status Updates From The Photograph

He mourned Kath. He read the letter, which told him little, the bare facts—when, where, how. But not, of course, why. He read, and then he put the letter down and was filled with sadness. He had not seen or spoken to Kath for years, but he realized that there had always been a sort of quiet satisfaction in knowing that she was out there, somewhere. And now she was not.