They Went on a Holiday Cruise and Left Me With a Man They Called a “Problem”

which board in the hallway will betray me at night, which cupboard door always sticks in humid weather, and where the morning light first lands when the sun pulls itself over the row of maples behind my yard.

My days follow a rhythm I have grown to love.

I wake before my alarm, out of habit more than need. Thirty years of coaxing reluctant children through continue reading …