My Parents Doubled My Rent So My Unemployed Sister Could Move In, So I Moved Out and Took Everything

and Vanessa’s mouth as she said his father is dead.

By four in the morning, I gave up on sleep entirely. I went to the kitchen, made coffee I didn’t want, and sat at the table with Dennis’s journal open in front of me.

I read old entries. The early ones, where he’d written about finding parts, about sanding down rust, about the first time the engine continue reading …