They Let a Child Humiliate Me at the Birthday Table—By Morning, the Car Was Gone and Someone Was Knocking

out,” I said.

“What?”

“Get out of my apartment.”

“You’re just going to cut us off? Turn your back on family?”

“My family turned its back on me years ago,” I said. “I’m just finally turning around and walking the other way.”

His nostrils flared. “You’ll regret this.”

“Maybe. But I already regret every time I stayed quiet. So this is at least a new kind of continue reading …