My Mother Said I Only Care About Myself Until I Canceled Everything I Was Paying

I picked up my bag. I stood. I looked at my mother and at Tara and said, with the same voice I used to close a reconciliation:

“I’ll be in touch.”

I walked out.

I drove home. Did not turn on the radio. Parked in my usual space. Let myself into my apartment. Sat down on the couch without turning on the lights.

My phone was in my hand. My mother’s name was continue reading …