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

on my parents’ dining-room table one month after Thanksgiving.

My phone rang before I finished making coffee.

The screen read Home.

I nearly let the call end.

Then I answered.

“Liv?” Mom said.

Her voice sounded smaller than usual.

“I’m here.”

“It’s everywhere.”

“What is?”

“The newspaper. Your picture. The dinner.”

I placed my mug on the kitchen counter.

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