Felix fell in love once and for all when he was in high school. Their relationship had its ups and downs, and they finally broke up after several years. They stayed in touch, and when his roommate found Felix ill one Sunday afternoon, she was the person he called. She arrived to find him vomiting, unable to recognize her. She called an ambulance and followed in a taxi. He had meningitis. All she could think of was Mark Twain’s daughter who went blind, then crazy, then died of meningitis. It was the closest she had ever come to praying.