By now, Lizzie was crying too, and Jamie. All three of them were howling. The kitchen floor was getting wet. Now what I should have done at this point was given them all a big hug. I know that. I should have gathered them all in my arms and held them in a great big arms-and-elbows, salt-and-softness family cuddle. Obvious, right? Right. What did I do? I went for a run. For Chrissake, it was my father. This was actually bugging me, I mean what was supposed to happen when her dad died? Same thing again? I went for a run. Running clears the mind. I'd been doing a lot of running.