am not willing to manufacture.”
The room was quiet in the way rooms are quiet when something true has been said and the people in the room are deciding what to do with it.
“That’s a hard thing to say,” my mother said.
“Yes,” I said. “It is.”
“You’re angry,” Logan said. “This whole thing is just”
“Logan,” I said. “Stop.”
He stopped.
“I am not angry,” I said,continue reading …