As soon as I’m good and awake, I move from the bed and we get dressed to go out and see the damage. When we step outside, the first thing I notice is the air smells like blood and burned wood.

There is a huge fire just off to the side of the property, where I supposed they are burning those we can’t bury.

Maya and I take a seat on a bench in the garden. My elbows are on my knees with my hands clasped together. My knuckles are white from how hard I clench them together.

But then I look at ...