Fragment 6:
Shadow Klipe is Yiddish for a husk or shell that has encased a spark of holiness, imprisoning its light and beauty. Klipe can also be a sort of demon or evil spirit. Either way, she was still talking about a shadow. But as my thoughts raced to the metaphysical, through all the Jungian constructs regarding shadows and far beyond, to the ways in which I might finally be of help to her, years later, more than I had while I was spewing off textbook theories, more than I’d helped her during those afternoons on a Brooklyn rooftop long ago, she said, “Oh, Mirela, the man I love is dying.” Then she began to tell me of her boyfriend, a marine biolo¬gist named David, who had been diagnosed with leukemia. She explained that Jordan, the boy I’d met, was David’s son and that she soon would become Jordan’s adoptive mother. She said that David had gone through treatment a year ago, was in remission for almost nine months, but since late August had relapsed and seemed to have reached a point of no return. I took her hand and I listened as she told me about David. She seemed to love this man a lot, more than what I ever would have thought possible.
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