He Refused to Leave the Highway on New Year’s Eve — And That’s How I Followed a Freezing Puppy Into a Truth I Wasn’t Ready to Face

There are nights when the world feels unfinished, as though it is holding its breath, waiting for something unnamed to either fall apart or finally make sense, and in Michigan, winter has a way of amplifying that sensation until it settles deep into your bones, because the cold there is not simply a temperature but a presence, one that listens, …