He Changed the Locks on My Parents’ Anniversary Gift

over in his fingers like he wasn’t sure it was real yet.

Then he put down the grocery bag he’d still been carrying. Eggs, bread, canned soup, bananas. One loaf had gotten squashed.

That got me more than almost anything. Him still holding the groceries while being thrown out.

I picked up the bag and carried it inside.

The house smelled faintly wrong.

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