“Sometimes there aren’t any answers,” I said, and though the questions were different, I was talking as much to myself about you as I was to you about her. And then, of course, sometimes there are answers we’re better off not knowing because things are the way they are and all the answers in the world aren’t going to change that.

Trying to apply logic to things, to think our way through things that feel like they should have made perfect sense, things that maybe once felt like the only logical thing in the world.