He Thought I Would Make A Scene At Two In The Morning Until Everything Changed

was nowhere else to be and no one whose arrival would change the temperature of the room. That was its own luxury. Quiet that belonged to me. Warmth I had not calibrated to anyone’s mood but my own.

When Nora left, I washed the dishes and dried the good china and put it back on the shelf. Then I moved it down to the accessible cabinet, the one at eye continue reading …