“My best friend left me here in our small town years ago. But now he’s back. He seems older, kind of stretched, thin about the face. It’s like there’s a forest fire burning somewhere in his brain, and no one can get in to put it out. He looks like he’s about to have a thought that’ll make his head explode. But maybe I can convince him to stay this time. Because nothing here has changed, and that’s what he needs.”