Blood Musk

March 27, 2012 - 2:09

In my grandmother's closet there is an urn full of the ashes of the man who infected her brother with the aids that killed him. Incidentally, he was also the last love of his life, and the man for whom he left his wife.
She asked me if I would take them to Chicago with me if I ever happen to go, as the only thing we know about him is that he once lived near the Hudson River (and that his family disclaimed his remains).