The Morning After My Son’s Funeral An Airport Worker Called About The Bag He Left Behind

said quietly beside me, “That is as clean a resolution as I have seen in a case like this.”

“David did the work,” I said. “I just carried it forward.”

She looked at me for a moment. “Take care of yourself, Ernest.”

I sat in the empty courtroom for another minute after everyone had gone. There is a particular quality to an empty courtroom. The ceiling continue reading …