My Son Brought

me laugh so sharply Caleb looked over from the couch.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

But it wasn’t nothing.

You always make everything about Caleb.

If only.

If only I had.

My father’s message came at 10:38 p.m.

Call your mother.

Not “Are you okay?”

Not “Is Caleb okay?”

Call your mother.

I set the phone down.

For years, my father had been the reasonable one in my mind. The continue reading …