My Granddaughter Asked Me to Stop Sending Her Father Money and to Follow Him

what she wants and doesn’t intend to stay long. I noticed because I’ve worked behind that register for thirty-five years and strangers stand out the way wrong notes stand out in familiar music.

She set ground coffee and a jar of cinnamon on the counter.

I rang her up. She took her change without quite meeting my eyes, and as she turned to leave, something continue reading …