A Secret Message Sent Me Home To A Lawyer And Police Waiting At The Airport And The Truth Made Me Collapse

you want it to be.

Your grandfather, Raymond

I sat in his chair for a long time after I finished reading. Not crying, exactly, though my eyes were wet. Sitting with the specific weight of grief for something you never had and now will never have the chance to have, which is a different grief than losing something you knew and loved. It’s the grief of continue reading …