He Smirked, Called Me “The Family’s IT Girl,”

were ugly for a day, then less ugly. Cable news called it a “coordinated infrastructure event” because they didn’t know enough yet to lie more specifically.

At 9:40 a.m. I was back in my parents’ driveway wearing yesterday’s clothes, dried blood at the cuff, dirt on my knees.

The brisket pan still sat on the patio table under foil.

A yellow jacket had continue reading …