I Brought Four Children To The Christmas Dinner He Set As A Trap

I’m committing a misdemeanor.”

The babies came early.

Thirty-two weeks.

Rain hammering the hospital windows in Austin. I remember because the weather app kept throwing flood warnings while my body was coming apart.

Noah first.

Then Ethan.

Then Sophia.

Then Olivia, small and furious and mad enough at the world to survive it.

Tiny knit caps. Plastic tubes. continue reading …