After The Divorce I Flew Away With My Children Until The Ultrasound Changed Everything

stood in the corner with the solid, unhurried presence of something that has been there long enough to stop needing to prove itself.

Chloe walked through the front door and turned in a slow circle, tilting her head back to look at the ceiling.

“Is this ours, Mom?” she asked. “Just ours?”

“Just ours,” I said. “No business meetings. No waiting up. Just continue reading …