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

suitcases. I didn’t hear the echo of a terminal or the chatter of travelers.

I heard music.

Heavy bass, violent lyrics, the kind of gangster rap Matthew despised. Matthew who kept his home quiet, who turned down the radio when he drove because he said loud noise made him feel like he was back in the chaos after his mother’s death.

Then, between beats,continue reading …