What I now know is that kind of certainty, dire as it may be, is a gift.
In the six years we've had him, he has been more skittish than fierce, as if aware that one wrong look will spell his doom. You're sitting on the porch nuzzling the dog, a gray mutt of a pit bull who was once sent to die after snapping at a man's face. I watch you now, home from college, that time after graduation when y'all young people either find your way or slide down the slope of uncertainty. Your talents surely defy the notion of a gene pool. I'm telling it in order to lay these ghosts to rest. Medicine has taught me, really taught me, to accept the things I cannot change. I tell this story to stitch their names inside your clothes, too.
Their names are stitched inside every white coat I have ever worn. A year never passes without me thinking of them.
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