After Returning a Lost Wallet From My Mechanic Shop a Sheriff Came Looking for Me

of a child who has never had reason to doubt the available arms. I caught her and held on for a moment longer than usual.

“You look pale,” my mother said, not turning from the stove.

“Long day.”

She looked at me then, a brief sharp assessment. “Sit down. Dinner’s in twenty minutes.”

I sat, and we ate, and I read to the kids afterward and went through the continue reading …