My Son Texted That I Wasn’t Welcome for Thanksgiving After I Bought Them a House So I Gave One Calm Reply and Stopped Paying for Everything

very quiet. Somewhere above me, traffic moved on Central Avenue. Normal people driving to normal places. I sat with the engine off and felt the absence of something I could not name precisely yet. Not triumph, not satisfaction. Just a hollowness where a relationship used to be, the gap a tongue keeps finding after a tooth comes out.

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