Monday, August 30, 2010

Casolaro 31

After his sister Lisa’s death, Casolaro’s father said to him, in a certain light, you look almost like her. As much as you could expect from a brother and sister. More so than your other siblings. The facial bone structure, the eyes. It’s uncanny.

Casolaro didn’t know what to do with that. I miss her, too, Dad, is all he could come up with. Later, he looked at himself in the mirror. He couldn’t see any resemblance.

1 comment:

  1. Interesting couple of paragraphs and surprisingly deep. We all look for human connections, for reminders of other people. Sometimes they're there; sometimes it's just wishful thinking.
    But sometimes the connections do exist and, like Casolaro, we just can't see them.
    Which is which? That's the question this piece seems to ask and both answers could easily be correct.