They Told Me to Vacate My Room When My Brother Arrived With His Pregnant Wife Days Later Her Panic Showed Everything Had Changed

on Boston Road until 1 in the morning with a medium black coffee and a paper napkin I’d flattened on the table. I drew a line down the middle.

Left side: what I lose if I fight. Right side: what I lose if I don’t.

The left side was short but heavy. My relationship with my parents, whatever remained of it. Extended family. Aunt Patrice’s Christmas cards.continue reading …