My Parents Left Me in the ICU and Flew to Cancun Until I Saw the Same Name on the Visitor Log Every Night

was rather than leaving them undefined and vulnerable to the weight of expectation. “I’m twenty-nine. I don’t need you to fill something retroactively. I’m not sure what I need, to be honest.”

“That’s fair,” he said.

“But I want to know you,” I said. “If that’s something that’s available. Not as a reparation and not as a story I tell about where I came continue reading …