My Mom Called Asking When I Was Coming Back for the Baby Until I Realized Mine Was Already With Me

pulled on jeans, shoved my feet into shoes, grabbed the diaper bag, and lifted Lily carefully. She fussed the moment the blanket left her shoulders, then let out a confused cry when I changed her into a warmer sleeper. I kept whispering to her in a voice I did not trust.

The drive to my mother’s house felt staged in the way of nightmares, every red continue reading …