MARIGOLD: It's Marigold; you're on the air. [A pause] Hello? PERSEPHONE: Hello, Marigold. MARIGOLD: Persephone?! PERSEPHONE: Yes. MARIGOLD: I'm glad you called back. PERSEPHONE: I can't sleep. MARIGOLD: Well, you're not alone out there. That's why I'm here. PERSEPHONE: You believe you know why you're here? MARIGOLD: Well, sure. As much as any of us can really know anything. PERSEPHONE: You can't trust anything or anyone. MARIGOLD: Well, that's not a great starting position for a conversation, Persephone. PERSEPHONE: I'm sorry. I'm having a hard time. MARIGOLD: What's going on? PERSEPHONE: My brother wasn't in the picture. MARIGOLD: I'm afraid that doesn't make much sense to me. Could you elaborate? PERSEPHONE: We took a photo, at Sears, as a family when we were kids. My brother and I, and my parents. That picture sat next to our sofa for my entire life. This morning I visited my mother; she still lives in the house I grew...