Two years ago, the bottom fell out of my life and my youth. I found myself back in 1997, back in Cape Town. I was a 17-year-old boy again, and I was seeing something that I almost managed to forget. But first, someone had to die. “At one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will ever be able to tell.” (Donna Tartt)TRIGGER WARNING. If anything comes up for you while listening to this episode, there are plenty of resources a...