The Night He Told Me to Leave, He Forgot Whose Name Was on Everything

third carefully disconnected the wiring. Slowly, almost ceremonially, the three-hundred-pound fixture descended from the ceiling like a captured star being lowered from the sky.

When they capped the electrical wires and removed the decorative ceiling medallion, all that remained was a jagged hole in the drywall and a few sad strands of colored wire.continue reading …