The story

Moon just wants a simple life. Take care of her ten-year-old daughter Lilly and Jacques, the Frenchman she has lived with for eight years. She learned along the way how much life can charge. As an orphan. As a widow. As a veteran.

Routine is all she needs. Her early coffee watching Jacques make the bread. The drop-off line at Lilly's school. The counter of their bakery. The kids she teaches jujitsu at the Long Walk.

A snowboarding weekend with old friends. Watching Lilly glide down the mountain. Small pleasures.

But that's not how it works, is it. You don't get to choose to be tragedy's favorite daughter.

You don't get your say about a dark winter road. About your car going through the ice of a New England lake. About whether your daughter makes it out of the ER.

About her coming back.

The daughter who survived is not the one who died in the lake. Small things start to change. Then the loss of control.

Then, worse, watching the impossible become ordinary.

You're watching your life like a movie. And in the background, a presence. Very old. Intangible.