I feel bad for “Moon Lake,’ the story, because I did not give it the attention it deserve. I read it in fragments, spread out over too much time. It’s not the story. It’s me. I’m fragmented.

So…in my fragmented state, I’ll just say this. There is a child who calls herself Easter in this story. There is a death and resurrection. Think baptism. Think Easter. Think about the fact that the story isn’t about the girl who drowns and is revived. It’s about those who observed the event.