Details about When We Were Infinite by Kelly Loy Gilbert
When We Were Infinite by Kelly Loy Gilbert – Jason, or my father moving back home. I could tell him that if I thought too hard about the future I could get lost in the grimness of a world without violin, where my life would just be some exhausting job that made billionaires richer while people starved and the planet spun toward immolation, but that for as long as I could remember I’d kept a framed picture on my desk of my father and me from when I was a year old, where he was sitting at his computer with me on his lap, Call of Duty on his screen, and we were wearing matching Berkeley shirts and both of us were beaming.
But those things would disappoint him, and I never liked to give people the answer they didn’t want from me. “Maybe if it were, like, Juilliard—not that I’d get—”