My Son Called An Urgent Family Meeting And Pressured Me To Sign Inheritance Papers Until I Revealed Who Had Just Arrived

feeling the winter sun on my face, thinking about all the things I’d learned to count in my life. Parts in a warehouse. Quarters in a paper sleeve. Threats disguised as concern. People around a table who thought they were circling someone who had already lost.

They were six. I was one.

But I was enough.