Wednesday, September 18, 2013


Chief Larry returned to his store and fell into a severe depression.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Something Bad Happened

We were turning onto the rue Saint-HonorĂ©, after spending the afternoon in the Tuileries riding the ferris wheel and the merry-go-round and the little roller coaster. It was beginning to get a little dark. We’d watched a police car scream up the narrow street we’d just been on. Now I could see, down the block, across the street, that something bad happened. Some people, in a semicircle, were staring gravely down at something—someone—concealed behind parked cars. Even a few passersby on our side of the street had stopped to stare. The cop car was double parked nearby. In the distance we heard the siren of another approaching. I wheeled the stroller around and we decided to take the long way home.

What’s Going to Happen Now?

9/11/13. What’s going to happen now? 11/13/15? 13/15/17?