After Six Years of Payments, My Dad Laughed and Said There Was No Account

and said the right things. But driving to the pharmacy that evening, a thought settled into me like a low persistent hum. Travis was an electrician. Jenna had been part-time at a daycare. They had a baby and a wedding to pay off. Fifty-two thousand dollars for a down payment. Where had that come from?

I rolled the window down as far as it would go, continue reading …