Atlantic Alternatives  In another life, I’m too late. My son Frankie and his cousin Mia swim out too far. The waves at Robert Moses State Park swallow them. I cry out. They can’t hear me. I rush into the water, grab Mia’s hand. Frankie slips away from me, caught in the relentless riptide. In another…

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That Call The phone rings as I zip up Frankie’s jacket. It’s Mom. She and Dad are at the oncologist for the results of Dad’s biopsy and CAT scan. All she says are two words. “It’s positive.” I stop zipping my son’s coat. The light off the tiled landing, the specks of lint and cotton…