At My Father’s Funeral, My Brother Announced He Was Selling the House

been given for his twenty-year work anniversary, and held it over the signature line. Then I set it down.

“I need time to think,” I said.

I drove back to my apartment that night and sat on my couch in the dark, streetlights throwing long shadows through the window, and ran through my options. I could sign, walk away, let them have it. It would be easier.continue reading …