I Arrived at My Beach House to Find It Under Construction. By Morning, They Were Knocking at 6 a.m.

a conscious effort not to tremble. Outside, Khloe was on the phone, laughing. I heard her say something about finally having the space we always wanted, and the old woman will just have to get used to it.

I sat in the olive-green armchair where my husband used to fall asleep watching Sunday football. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, once, twice,continue reading …