My Father Said I Was An Accident At A Family Barbecue Until I Responded

Sunday evenings with Carol and Jake.

What I feel for Rex is something quieter and more precise. A recognition that he was a man given a family and who treated it like a possession, and when the receipts came out he had nothing in his name.

This morning before my shift I went out to water the hydrangeas. It was early, the light still thin and blue, the continue reading …