We spent a few hours struggling to come up with better explanations, but each suggestion was shot down almost as soon as it was made. The suggestions became wilder, eventually to the point of silliness.

People struggling with life in a fallen world often want explanations when what they really need is imagination.

We're struggling with what we do with these things.

He's really struggling. I don't know what's going on. We're trying to do everything we can to straighten it out, and he's working hard to straighten it out. Our coaches are working with him. We thought he'd be one of our top guys. He's going to have to get himself back going.

He leaned towards me, and I did what any reasonable person would do when facing imminent death by being eaten alive. I screamed.

Nothing seems to tempt fate more than mentioning the possibility of something bad happening.