I Walked Into A Jewelry Shop To Sell My Mother’s Necklace Until The Jeweler Turned Pale

protecting me from something real and had simply not lived long enough to explain it. Maybe she had been waiting for the right moment that never came. Maybe all of those things were simultaneously true, which is how the most important things usually are.

Charles’s assistant called before I had turned the key in the ignition.

An invitation to dinner. continue reading …