They Thought I Would Stay Quiet Until The Title Records Surfaced And Changed Everything

their mother put it on the refrigerator like a trophy. When Benjamin got his driver’s license, he became Natalie’s chauffeur. He drove her to parties, to nail appointments, to jobs she kept for three weeks and blamed on toxic energy when she quit.

At nineteen he took a low-paid assistant position with a real estate agent named Jared Moore, a man with continue reading …