My Parents Told Us To Get Lost In The Snow Until My Phone Started Ringing

only safety, the sound of it final in the good way, the sound of a world that was ours and that no one was waiting outside of.

“No, baby,” I said, and kissed the top of her head. “It’s just weather.”

She fell asleep quickly, the way children do when they are safe, completely and without negotiation, and I lay awake for a while listening to the storm continue reading …