My Apartment Burned Down. My Parents Said, “Not Our Problem.” Then the Fire Investigator Called.

you should see.”

“Can’t you just tell me over the phone?”

“I really think—” He cleared his throat. “It would be better in person.”

I made an appointment for the next morning. After I hung up, I sat staring at the wall for a long time. Jason found me like that when he got home from work.

“Evelyn, you okay?”

“The insurance company wants me to come in. Something continue reading …