Recommended Fiction: Vinegar Peace, or, The Wrong-Way Used-Adult Orphanage
Michael Bishop says:
I wrote “Vinegar Peace” — in August of 2007 — because I had to. Our 35-year-old son, Jamie, died on the morning of April 16, 2007, as one of thirty-two victims of a disturbed shooter on the campus of Virginia Tech in Blacksburg, Virginia.
I just listened to this over at Star Ship Sofa. Like the story’s American flag stiched in 3 shades of red, this story weaves together the various ways that people cope (or don’t) with the death of a child. Powerful, particularly in the vivid imagery of how everything is forced on those who have lost. This is one I had to share.