After A Holiday Dinner Snub, I Chose To Walk Away

they stood outside my door in Seattle, banging on the wood and screaming my name like I was their salvation.

Part One: The Performance

My name is Violet Parker. I’m thirty-two years old, and up until ten days ago, I believed that blood meant something.

I live in Seattle—a city of gray skies and sharp coffee—where I work as a senior strategist for Crescent continue reading …