After my dog George ran away, I sat on the couch and watched five minutes of the Cavs game, then decided I should go find him. I put my jacket and scarf on. I stood outside and whistled, and he didn’t come. I walked out in the cold. The wind off the lake was heavy and...

Surrounded by a burgundy interior, Clem and his grandmother are stopped in the high speed lane in dead stop traffic. Between Clem’s feet is a medium soda with no ice and a bag full of fries. He’s eating a burger next to his grandmother, still wearing her nurse’s...