Cecilia was the first to go.
Everyone dates the demise of our neighbourhood from the suicides of the Lisbon girls. People saw their clairvoyance in the wiped-out elms, the harsh sunlight and the continuing decline of our auto industry.
Even then, as teenagers, we tried to put the pieces together.
We still can't.
Now whenever we run into each other at lunches or parties we find ourselves going ove the evidence one more time.
All to understand those five girls, who, after all these years, we can't get out of our minds.