Three Days Before Our Trip My Mom Took My Card and Said We Were Not Going

to cry, and the effort of that, the visible effort of an eight year old holding himself together because he did not want to make the situation worse, was the thing that finished Elena’s patience with every person in that room who was not her son.

Patricia did not know how to stop. “Elena, you’re overreacting. We’ve already told people about this trip.continue reading …