Lately, I’m struggling to reconcile the big, wide world with the tiny slice of it that I occupy.
I knew it was just another of Zadie’s crazy ideas. So why didn’t I stop her?
“A peaceful gathering”, she said, her tone light, eyes fixed on her laptop screen. “Nothing big. Just a show of support, you know.”
Maybe I was curious. Or bored.
We were young.
We were reckless.