They Demanded I Pay My Sister’s Rent Until the Eviction Notice Arrived

slow circle. “Is this really ours?” she asked.

“It’s really ours,” I said. “It was Grandma Frances’s and now it’s ours and someday, if you want it, it’ll be yours.”

She flopped onto the mattress we’d brought from the duplex and said, with great authority, that she liked the birds.

I planted tomatoes in the spring. Not from seeds the way my grandmother continue reading …