“A man is supposed to stand up when he takes care of business!” “No! I don’t want to! It’s gross! Disgusting!” “Stand up! You’re supposed to do it standing up like this!” “Nooo!” Grace Lowell and Leonardo Fernandez were well-known adversaries. Like water and oil, cats and dogs, eternal foes—you name it. That’s how their…

‘…o.’ The same voice, at the same time every night, rouses me from sleep. It’s that hazy boundary where my drowsy consciousness drifts against the sharp edge of an insomnia-laden subconscious. ‘…ont.’ I don’t know. Whose voice is it? Who is he? Whether it’s a hallucination, a memory, or a nightmare—he wakes me every night…