My Granddaughter Was Left Behind While They Went on Vacation So I Showed Up the Next Day

beach, pumpkin patch. A little league trophy on the shelf below. Alex’s finger painting, framed and hung beside the bathroom. I counted eleven photographs. Skyla appeared in two. One was her first day of school picture, placed low and slightly off center, as if it had been added because omission would have been too obvious. The other was a Christmas continue reading …