My Sister Called to Say Mom Had Died, While Mom Was Standing Right Beside Me

invisible wrinkles out of the air. The ocean rolled in beyond her in long, patient waves.

I answered.

Dominique’s sob hit my ear like a slap.

“Mom died last night,” she wailed. “The funeral is Friday. She left everything to me, so don’t bother coming back. You get nothing.”

I didn’t speak right away.

I held the phone slightly away from my ear and stared continue reading …