ES writes: “I have a friend who lost her daughter to cancer. She was going to be 13 years old the past May. The father sells cookware for a living. One day, he went in to see his boss and the boss’ wife happened to be in the office. Even though she knew nothing about the death of his daughter, she told him: ‘Senor Flores, I see a girl next to you leaning into your shoulder. Who is she?’ . . .
