GS-The turkey was still warm when he said it. I had not returned home…

hoping she might finally say what I had needed to hear at fifteen, eighteen, or twenty-five.

That night, I did not wait.

I walked through the living room, past the framed photographs of Cole in his high school uniform, Cole beside his first truck, Cole and Dad standing in front of the auto shop.

There was one photograph of me.

It had been taken at a family continue reading …