The Birthday Party Where My Mother’s Perfect Image Cracked

the day I borrowed Derek’s phone.

The Truth

I wasn’t snooping. I was looking up a recipe.

My phone was charging. Derek’s phone lay on the counter, abandoned when he went upstairs. I grabbed it to search for chicken alfredo ratios.

A notification popped up.

New message from Bella : Can’t stop thinking about last night. When can I see you again?

The room tilted.continue reading …