I Thought the White String in My Egg Was Something Dangerous—The Truth Completely Surprised Me

sharp and level, as if no time had passed at all.

“So this is really the life you chose, Jonathan.”

I hesitated, holding the phone between my shoulder and cheek while drying a pan.

My mother never called, not to ask how I was or where I’d gone.

“It is, Mom.”

“Well, I’m back in town after my vacation. I’ll stop by tomorrow. Send me the address. I’d like continue reading …