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“The Amish schoolhouse shooting.”
“My husband Jared, like our neighbor Matt, grew up in the countryside.”
“Matt was my neighbor in the suburbs, a former bassist in his late 40’s, with agate ear plugs from his band days.”
“She is the author of the novel Late Air , and her short stories, essays, and reviews have appeared in Post Road Magazine , Tin House , Lit Hub, Longreads, and elsewhere.”
“We were at Barcade in downtown New Haven, across from Elm City Games, for a date night in late February.”
““I think we should go to the shooting range,” Matt said, glancing back at Jared and me in the rearview.”
“In 2021, she founded Driftless Literary, a boutique literary agency committed to representing genre-defying literature in the U.S.”
“Same with Alex Pretti, owning the right to bear arms while he looked out after a neighbor during the protest.”
“Just as running from my problems was, clearing my mind over the course of many miles, or racing hard, until the adrenaline cleansed me of feeling pain, sadness, disappointment, or rage.”
“When I was a junior in college, Nickel Mines happened, just outside of where I’d grown up in Lancaster.”
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“Growing up, my father loved arcades almost as much as he enjoyed gambling on sports.”
“When we were 11 and 13, he moved to Ocean City, New Jersey—three hours from where we lived in Lancaster.”
“As a kid, it seemed necessary, getting gas, some Swedish fish and the road, a few phone calls.”
“I lose something, when I thought I was about to gain something.”
“I don’t know at what point it came up on the car ride back—the question of owning guns—but it did.”
““Let’s get that Amish novel out there,” he said.”
“Every time I played a game—especially an arcade game—it was like I was watching my hands move over controllers, rather than simply move them.”
“They’d both grown up riding dirt bikes to the point of near-death experiences.”
“When a parent dies young, especially your father, they say it’s like losing a moral compass.”
“Once, I asked Jared how you knew the car was centered.”
“Never would I have imagined going to a shooting range to learn how to hold a gun to protect myself from the world.”
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“His wife, Dianna, also worked in medical research; she was an animal lover too, one who loved her children fiercely, someone I didn’t imagine capable of violence.”
““Free childcare.” Matt and I were taking turns playing a shooting game, while our spouses played Pac-man nearby, the stench of popcorn and grease between us.”