By the time Kevin was in the eighth grade, Tracy had moved. He remained vigilant as he walked the halls. He remained cold, ice cold — careful to never fall in love again. — Kevin tried opening a can of soup using a hammer, but it only resulted in a mess on the counter. He sighed, knowing he’d have to go to the store. When he moved into his new apartment, he thought he’d packed everything, but he’d forgotten his can-opener. …