I Came Home From Work to Find Six of My Husband’s Relatives Waiting for Dinner

Two of Lena and Dmitri’s boys, seven and nine, were on the floor in front of the television, which was on at a volume I would not have chosen. Marcus’s younger brother was in the kitchen doorway holding a beer. The kitchen already had the beginning smell of something being cooked. Onions. Something heavy. Something that was going to take at least continue reading …