This story first appeared in Going Local column, The Bogotá Post, 2017 My son reaches up and asks: ‘can I see Papito again?’. Of course, I say, lifting him high to look down at his grandfather. ‘When will he wake up?’ ‘No, mi hijo, he’s dead, I reply. There is a short silence. ‘Does that mean he is with Grandma?,’ says my son `Yes, possibly,’ I reply, reflecting on the possibility that my just-deceased father-in-law and recently dead mother have