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

I just didn’t realize you were also the executioner.”

When the last truck pulled away at five o’clock, the house sat in complete silence.

The golden afternoon sun streamed through naked windows, revealing every scuff mark and flaw that had once been hidden by my careful design.

In the living room, the hardwood floors showed pale rectangular ghosts where continue reading …