My Dad Told Me To Pack My Things And Beg On The Streets On Thanksgiving Night

ate a very good cheeseburger, and went to sleep.

My phone in the morning was a different story.

The alerts began arriving around 7:00 a.m., which suggested that someone in my family had been awake earlier than that, working the phones, performing whatever version of research was available to them. The texts came in a sequence that had its own internal continue reading …