a month before my
parents were killed
in london, my dad
flew out to visit
and we went to a
local high school
to hit a few. he
never said much,
but i knew he was
worried about the
trip to ireland and
all the threats
he'd received. he
said he asked mom
to stay behind, but
she insisted on
going. because she
was irish, she said.
she had to. i did not
weep for either of
them. but for me.
left behind. alone.
