My Husband Left Me In The Car While I Was In Labor So He Could Go Fishing

where my mother was making dinner and Lily May’s toys were distributed across the living room floor in the cheerful disorder of an eighteen-month-old who has not yet been told to be tidier. I did not look back. There is nothing behind me that requires my attention.

Here is what I know now that I did not know on that March morning when I sat in the passenger continue reading …