I guess it wasn’t pain in Missy’s eyes. Up close, when she hugged me and scolded me for not answering her calls — or my own doorbell — I could see she was worried. The truth was I couldn’t get out of bed for a while. That vast emptiness I’d carried inside for years was suddenly filling up with thoughts of someone I should love… someone who felt so unfamiliar. I felt out of place. Like a cloud in an alley.
