![]() ![]() Population, two thousand, eight hundred, and seventy-six small-town souls, plus the future resident thriving inside the pregnant woman I see from time to time at Higgins Market. Elevation, a wonderful one thousand, five hundred, and forty-nine feet above sea level. Total land area, a magnificent one point nine square miles. Now, eight years later, we’re both in heaven only it looks a lot like Rugby, North Dakota, 58268. Looking back, it was at this precise moment that I believe he began to die. It was at that moment when I realized I wanted my grandfather to live forever. I was nine when my grandfather said to me, “Eve, if you’ve worked the question and come to your answer, the only way to be sure you’re correct is if the answer leads to at least two more questions.” One day soon, he said, I would start to search for questions more than answers. ![]()
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