He Said My Mother Dying Wasn’t His Problem

ugly thing out loud.

“My God, Rebecca, she’s not dead.”

“No thanks to you.”

That landed.

He looked away first.

The Thing He Didn’t Know

People always ask later if there were signs.

Sure.

A hundred. A thousand little ones. Ryan’s late nights getting later. His phone face-down on the counter. His sudden interest in gym memberships, whitening strips, shirts that continue reading …