At 5 A.M., Security Called To Say My Sister Had Movers—So I Told Them To Let Her In

soothing until they were not. Sleep did not come easily. When it did, it came with images I could not control. Headlights bearing down, the spin of tires losing traction, the moment of weightlessness before impact.

I would jerk awake with my heart hammering, breath sawing in and out, my hands clutching at the sheets as if I could still grab a steering continue reading …