35 Danae Becker His final prom. His only graduation. A trip to Europe That became a trip to New York That became no trip at all. He had recruited me to run lines with him, But he would no longer play Nathan Detroit in Guys and Dolls. The work was wasted. He held his head high, Rarely letting disappointment show. How could he stay so calm? Doesn’t he hate me for what I had, what was taken from him? “ . . . cancelled . . . ” This too. And that next. I couldn’t see the end. And as I watched a recording of my brother receiving his diploma in front of an empty theater, I realized that survivor’s guilt isn’t just for people who have escaped death. elegy for my brother s senior year
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