I Came Home To My Boxes Outside Until I Opened The Paperwork

define me anymore.

The message from my mother came three days later. One line: I hope you’re happy.

I stared at it for a moment and set the phone face down without replying. Happiness was not something I owed an explanation for.

Mara did not reach out again. Neither did Josh. Through people we knew in common I heard fragments over the following months:continue reading …