Hey Reader! Beloved stories have happy endings, good music comes to a satisfying resolution — but that’s art. Life doesn’t resolve until death. So when we expect a resolution — to know how they feel, to understand why they did that — we’re going to end up disappointed. There is no resolution. And that’s the point. We’re not meant to neatly close a chapter and then begin another. We carry our past with us like a blanket until we shake it off. Sometimes it chokes; other times it comforts. We...