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

its limits. The version of Marcus that had been possible in a different life with a different inheritance. I mourn those things at odd moments, with something that is not quite grief and not quite regret but lives in the neighborhood of both.

What I do not mourn is the six relatives on the couch. What I do not mourn is the three mugs set out by automatic continue reading …